What The Fuck
1999 b. strong

You got in my face with your freedoms
You push me around with your loud demons
Then you oppress me with sounds seeping through the floor
You laugh at me for trying, then slap your own whore
I don't give a shit about your big head
It'll be the same size as mine once you're dead
So what will all your arrogance get you in life
Not a fucking thing, 'cept maybe an ass fucking with a knife
Sometimes you just come off as authoritative
That's when I really want to lay it in ya
I want to put you back on the shelf you fell from
Whatever you call yourself - I call it dumb
I think about the hypocrisy you breed
While still balancing morals with needs
What a fuckin joke you make me fuckin sick
That's why I'll slit your throat while your lips are wrapped around my fuckstick

Every night and every fuckin day
I tell others about your fake ways
Sooner or later there will be a general understanding
Of the bullshit you're talking and the plots you're planning

3/25/99