The worst human being in the world

You got a lot of anger

That don’t mean shit

You can hit

The pipe

The bottle

The wall

My face

But one of these days

Mark my words

You gonna fall

Bitch

Man bitch

Little tough man

You ain’t that strong

Inside

You got nothing but shell

You going straight to hell

Where you belong

You tried to blame

All your shit

On me

You think you are so aware

But you can’t see

Your ugly self

Your multiple sides

Multiple personalities

Multiple demons

Living inside you

Taking over

Delusional

Institutional

51/50 yourself

To the looney bin

You fuck

You phoney

You create these ideas

On a fucked-up drug-induced mind

You ain’t kind

You don’t even know

How much the booze and drugs have fucked with you

You don’t even know

How much you fucked with me first

But like every drug addict they like to put the blame on everyone else

And will fight to be right

When all you are is wrong

Same old bullshit dance around song

You make up things so you have an excuse

To take your old bullshit out on somebody

And that somebody was me

But now I am free

From a shit person like you.

I CAN’T WAIT FOR JUDGMENT DAY

FOR THE DAY KARMA KICKS YOU IN THE ASS

low class

Shit

Someday you will feel it all and by then no one will give a fuck about you

Just like you didn’t give a fuck about me

I was the only one who would put up with your shit

Ha why the fuck would I ever lower my standards

To be with an ugly little stupid hurtful man like you.

You really need some serious help.

Or maybe just do the world a favor and go away for good.


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