You are the hole in my head You are the space in my bed You are the silence in between I never knew daylight could be so violent Flows so vibrant Future so bright Don’t have to steal But imma borrow your girl for tonight Bring her back tomorrow It’s Gucci mother fucker Hard pill to swallow That’s why I pick up this bottle And this pad and pen To drown my sorrows Mixing all these pills When I was born to lead And she was born to swallow Fatal attractions Verbal no actions Will so weak Begging on both knees Little miss can’t be wrong Won’t plead the fifth Or shut the fuck up You should thank me for her absence Cut her off like an abscess, extracted abstraction, minor distraction How do you make any moves Without any traction And a picture is worth a thousand words You’re not even worth the caption Or the frame it’s in Had to verse my retractions So fake behind the facades Glad I’m atheist Because they treat her like she’s a god With her false illusions self projections A mirage in the desert of her mind She will dessert you Swallow you whole With a soul that is as bottomless As the pits of hell Black as coal cold as ice Wants to drag me down In her spiral She was right though I’ll be the first to go viral Internationally her First to get an STD That won’t wash off From a name on her list That she keeps But I know she won’t speak So good at juggling dicks It’s how I know that she’s a clown Tell you what you want to hear But won’t hold you down Parents should have named you journey Because you won’t stop believing lies Only takes a compliment To get in between your thighs No wonder you didn’t know that daylight is so violent You’re obviously blind Trying to make me jealous With guys so low on your list They can’t even replace your Pinterest Much less your Tik tok or Twitter Or they have no interest Outside the way you look Judge by the cover Because they can’t read a book And the clock keeps tocking And no one even watches Ole dude but you It’s called bot-ting Just a wanna be influencer Of course they respond You’re one of ten followers They got a dick don’t they But I bet his parents Basement is nice Can’t even afford a place Hotel for a night Much less your flight I’m younger than you too But earned the title daddy Say the past is the past I forgot why I can’t get it back With more knowledge and skill Than I had back when Forgot you can’t comprehend That maybe I’ve given up on this life And I’ve been ready for it to just end But then How could you when you are the personification that Ignorance is bliss
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