I used to say
Go find yourself
Now I say
Go fuck yourself
I’ve turned red for you
Embarrassed me too
I’ve turn blue
For you
And green
Sick as a dog
That you are
I’ve tried
To stop breathing
I had my brain
Shot out
Blood over the walls
Some day
I’ll burn the mattress
Of blood
My precious gold
Immune to your shit
Fall in a pit
There you’ll find yourself
Mother fuckers
Of the fourth kind
You’re not mine
Sell me for a dime
Collect at go
Pretend it’s a show
But ashes fall
In the atmosphere
If there’s too much pressure
Get off my back
Prepare
For your funerals
Then I’ll be free
All I want
They take
I’ll live
And you will die
Go to Hell
Where you tried to put me
Evil created nothing
So nothing
It will become
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