Same shit, another day
a different world staring back at me.
Tell me im wrong, tell me im shitty,
but do not hate what you dont know
and abuse your right to speak freely.
Your thoughtless speech,
here we go again...
Your whip like tongue lashes out at me.
Do not underestimate me, I am clever,
And my tongue can slash too,
leaving a scrape or a bruise.
But I do NOT like violence,
neither spoken nor written
not acted nor conjured,
nor coated in sacchrine.
So keep your shit to yourself
and just let me do it!
You'll love me soon enough
so let me get to it.
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