Lashing out, the slashing route, simply put, I lacerate/My razor sharp tongue will cut a swath through our last debate/Told to go fuck myself, raising the bar on how I masturbate/After this much getting shit on, jesus christ, a man just has to hate/I'm pass the gate of suffering, and in a whole new class of hate/Inevitability is the truth, so I have to take a pass on fate/Eager as a beaver, in other words I'm fast to mate/Fogging up my judgement, ensuring my pain exhasperates/Fuck me, fuck you. Is it a surprise I've been this crass of late?/My anger is rock solid, adding to this already massive weight/Love turned to shit before I got to enjoy it's passive state/A dumbfuck, who was dumbstruck, by what I thought was a lass of great/Integrity, and dignity, but April Fools! I guess the past was fake/Every dream dies the moment the dreamer has to wake. |
Submission Name: The last time I'll trust a woman
