Every time I close my eyes I see your face
That's a lie, it's not the truth, that's not the case
But, that does not mean that I do not care
I just want your bullshit outta my hair
So
A cup of tea and some poetry is the perfect thing to relieve my anxiety
The coffee date with a cup of hate will make me go back to masturbating
I'm so sick of your dumb bullshit and I hope to bury into a pit
Don't come to me for any pity cause I'm the king of the problem party
I don't think you understand
You exist, you have a hand
In all of the verbal woes I exude
You don't have to be rude
But
Be like that I'mma be like this and throw you a lyrical dis on the down low
Be a cunt, I'll be on the hunt for others that'll make me feel good
Shut your trap, you're gonna make me yack when I haven't swallowed any of my ipecac
Jesus f*ck, you've got me in a rut and I'm not really sure I know why
You're such a damn pancake
Flip flop, one shot, two takes
Just pick a mask you goddamn ass, a constant fake
We all do it anyway
I don't what I'm tryna say but I'll be damned if I'm not gonna say it
F*ck this shit you've got me in a trip when I've got both of my laces tied
I don't know how to end this song so I'm gonna throw in some random words, ding-dong
It's the end but it's not fin, I guess I'll just have to try again