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What’s that, that you say?
You said, “us”
Suddenly there’s trust?
What am I speaking of?
I’m fucking crazy?
But let’s be honest baby
That money that you’re making will barely see my checking account
So don’t give me no lip with your bullshit because I’ve clearly had enough of it
Working hard now?
Oh, you’re tired?
That’s why you yell like if your ass is on fire?
Ha, I’m a liar?
Someone else must be there
You’re speaking strangely
But I stay quiet to avoid a riot
I ain’t mad if you trying to get friendly
Congratulations again on playing me
You go glen coco
And lately I cannot stand how you changed me
Siri, please define narcissistic
I don’t mean to sound rude or too explicit
But I can never get through these specifics
The truth cannot help “us”
Instead you bash me, you can be quite the linguistic
I’m done listening
You’re egocentric and materialistic!!
Oh, but you’re never the problem
I’m just psycho and dramatic
An alcoholic and an addict
Put me to sleep and give me some NyQuil
This shit one day might kill
But not as slowly and seductive as the juice you pour out them bottles
I can’t chill around you always spazzing out on me because you’re projecting subconsciously
The problems you associate with my self,
Have began to sound a lot like a cry for help
Please don’t become The Boy Who Cried Wolf
For there’s always a day where you’ll need someone the most
Don’t make that mistake, for we’ll all be gone
But will you blame yourself at all?
The words you threw at me, recollected themselves over the years
You blew off the dust
There went my trust
You apologize and then criticize me right after
It feels like whiplash
I don’t know which way you’re going
And I have little interest in even knowing
I’ve transcended into rubber, and you, glue.
All that hurtful shit, easily reflects off you
As for me, I just want to be free
I won’t let you control me
I’m fighting against what society wants me to be and now I’m wrestling on the ground with you
My spirit tells me to breath
Let’s avoid situations where I’ll want to leave
You take some pleasure in embarrassing me
I guess I’ll be the adult
I don’t care to hear your thoughts
Am I wanting to date someone?
Why do I suddenly change on one?
I cannot bear to listen for another moment
You can’t treat people like shit and expect them to stay
I’m a dumbass, you said it, now I’ll be on my way