[ Featuring Wyrd ]
From the subtle passions that we exchanged on the double mattress
To your cunty antics
To my drunken rants to try and make you understand what you've abandoned
You're my little sucky buttercup
What's the f*cking fuss cuddle bug
What's become of us
But in the wake of the hardship
To say you're retarded's probably not okay
Even for the sake of catharsis
But I put my heart on display
She won't reciprocate the love
If your pussy didn't stink before
Now it officially does
Plus you say you need some space to quote unquote "do you"
Like I'm not supposed to know that that's a hoeing code for "new dude"
It's just a struggle for the upper-hand
Leave me on seen for weeks but still talk to my dogs like you're the Son of Sam
Or maybe I'm just feeling bitter that those days are gone
Parading around with a make-up doll
Dancing to our favorite song
With strands of your hair from when I got the drain unclogged
Just give me a chance to erase my wrongs
Kings turn to pimps
Queens to tricks instantly
They'll eat a dick for a decent drip and a different scene
I fade away like pagan faith when it comes unglued
Im terrified of saying goodbyes
So f*ck you
Kings turn to pimps
Queens to tricks instantly
They'll eat a dick for a decent drip and a different scene
I fade away like pagan faith when it comes unglued
Im terrified of saying goodbyes
So f*ck you
Smyle's rewriting history
My new girl: Dimethyltryptamine
But even still you're the biggest steaming pile of shit to me
Try to define these rhymes as some kind of childish misery
I hope you get a hemorrhoid that bursts when you sit to pee
Tried to feign a guise and trace the lines on saving face
Hydroplaned on whiskey 'till it whisked me right outside of Hades gates
Bipolar, a sidescroller in a 3d maze
I wish she'd see the same shattered portrait with the bleeding frame
So f*ck the ugly out' me, bludgeon every doubt
Swaddled in a manger trying to rip the muzzle off a bloody mouth
Wonder junkie, sucker for the "something else"
Suffer for the "nothing", watch it crumble
Wishing it would come around
The man that I'm supposed to be expired
They found him bound and posted to the pyre
A thousand ghosts surrounded in a choir, harmonizing
Floating in a spiral, among the host while he smoulders in the fire
Kings turn to pimps
Queens to tricks instantly
They'll eat a dick for a decent drip and a different scene
I fade away like pagan faith when it comes unglued
Im terrified of saying goodbyes
So f*ck you
Kings turn to pimps
Queens to tricks instantly
They'll eat a dick for a decent drip and a different scene
I fade away like pagan faith when it comes unglued
Im terrified of saying goodbyes
So f*ck you
