Excuseme if I seem a little bitter miss,
seems god loves us all but forgot about punishment.
I've only loved womankind and was treated like a piece of shit.
Now my temper fluctuates between horrid and worse.
My first curse words were said prior to this acknowledgement
still helplessly moaned like tomorrow was insignificant
for better or perfect, everyone smiles in fits.
They don't know it, but I see their live's development.
Before they know it, all pride will be artifice.
Their only way of pertinence will be moving about their fist
better get a better god before its all over with
I deserve better, you too, and so the sinking ships
who were lost at sea and had no need to return to shit..
A wise sailor drowns after a long voyage.
A silly one goes back home and wants to do it again.
What have I become, my unsweetest friend?
Everything I've seen is disappearing way before the end.
You can dream today, but tell me if that makes sense
tomorrow when we're all bones among soil and shit
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