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Not pleased with this degenerate that stares back at me Morals twisted like the springs where he just laied Where the ****** thoughts each night breed It’s innocent and it's playful and nothing is real Repeating the words like a feeble mantra Disgusted with the way she makes him feel When did the this transformation occur? Being this compassionate guy with his heart on his sleeve To becoming this typical man obsessed with her Young and beautiful she is everything you're not You know this and you don't mind this Bringing life into my heart that you left to rot This gray in my beard should be the reason to quit It’s been a Finch's life since you let love die Covering up depressing thoughts with humorless dry whit Now this new Venus who doesn't even know her place She's the star of the dreams against her will   She's the reason his ethics disappeared without a trace Each morning getting lost in in the fantasies that reality misread Subconsciously forgets your existence while we play make believe Drinking imaginary coffee with this juvenile ghost in bed Waking up gets harder for a man with no self respect But having a reason to be up is so new and exciting Planning each step and hoping our paths connect Pure and innocent is she Real and scary you are Atrocious and broken is me This needs to end i know Creating fictitious worlds Of something that should never be
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
I'm Not Pleased With Myself Anymore
Not pleased with this degenerate that stares back at me Morals twisted like the springs where he just laied Where the ****** thoughts each night breed It’s innocent and it's playful and nothing is real Repeating the words like a feeble mantra Disgusted with the way she makes him feel When did the this transformation occur? Being this compassionate guy with his heart on his sleeve To becoming this typical man obsessed with her Young and beautiful she is everything you're not You know this and you don't mind this Bringing life into my heart that you left to rot This gray in my beard should be the reason to quit It’s been a Finch's life since you let love die Covering up depressing thoughts with humorless dry whit Now this new Venus who doesn't even know her place She's the star of the dreams against her will   She's the reason his ethics disappeared without a trace Each morning getting lost in in the fantasies that reality misread Subconsciously forgets your existence while we play make believe Drinking imaginary coffee with this juvenile ghost in bed Waking up gets harder for a man with no self respect But having a reason to be up is so new and exciting Planning each step and hoping our paths connect Pure and innocent is she Real and scary you are Atrocious and broken is me This needs to end i know Creating fictitious worlds Of something that should never be
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Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 4:21 PM UTC
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