I’m running out of words,
you left me with nothing to say.

The first time
I ever being manipulated so much
that i hate myself,
i hate god,
oh yes i do.

I applaud you,
you are mother-effing good.
Great job.
Great job, both of you.

Meeting you was the biggest mistake.

It’s like drinking acid
each time I see your face.

And last night was the last straw.

I love how you putting all the blame on me.
I love how you know how to fcuked things up
so well.
On every single thing.

Good job, man.
Good job.

And i love how you kill me
over and over again on the inside
yet managed to keep me alive
on the outside, higher entity.