recogirl
You should be ducking sir
I see the officers of the law
Your rampage has been noted
It's time for your withdraw
The city is in ruin
A path of sin in your wake
You thought we would cheer you
But that wasn't your only mistake
I know you try to soil my name
No one believes you
If they have half a brain
You are trying a smear campaign
Is it working for you
Or is it reflecting your pain
Some people will follow you
But they are stupid
And can't think for themselves
Keep flinging your mud
It's only sticking to yourself
Your callous actions
Show your sickly side
That mindless mumbling
Is quite hard to hide
Your getting older
People are seeing why
We avoid your presence
You're a sad little guy
Kill me now
Her text said
She was stuck
Alone in her head
I felt bad
For her fate
Her world's foul
And it's too late
The fire in my belly
Is ripping through my soul
It tears at my conscience
And leaves a barren hole
Time will only tell me
If life has been for nought
Sweat on my brow dripping
My dreams are what I sought
This is a yearly procedure
You need to listen very well
Always proceed from right to left
That is the tome of wrapping hell
Have your tape within grabbing reach
And Your paper properly sized
Remember to label when done
Or your boyfriend will be surprised
This is the time
The actual time
And this the place
The very place
Where science is absent
And the world awaits
The crazies are beating
Their looneytune drums
And educated people
Plug their arse with their thumbs
Scatter the sparkles mate
Your highness is leaving
Dainty toes don't touch ground
Is what he's believing
Is it possible sir
To separate your head
From your most royal arse
Or would you fall quite dead
Bloated by your own farce
The reason for the season
Is complicated and vain
Some believe it's Jesus
From a manger his light came
But maybe it's the pagans
To celebrate the full moon
Maybe it's ancient Horis
She had a virginal womb
No one can claim this season
Political correctness is dumb
You can't stop the believers
It belongs to everyone
You cannot sate my passion
You should not even try
I devour what also consumes me
There is never enough supply
Mindlessly embracing
This habit now my chore
Exhaustingly ecstatic
Fill up this junky whore
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