I admit that I need'er but I'm a bottom feeder
kneelin 'ere fearing her feelings are fleeting
In my memory her parting words keep repeating
Love is tragedy that left me lifeless and bleeding
I'd go back in time and visit the younger me
Get him back in line to stop her from leavin' me
It's not a possible option so I'm turnin' and tossin'
In my bed every night with alcoholic concoctions
Done with hang overs and complicated decisions
I guess you could call it spontaneous remission
Goin' slower now and sober but the hurt aint ever over
I'm in love with her forever but I can't even show her
I'm hopin' for another pretty girl to be my lover
But every girl I find is in love with another
So I try to keep hope alive and believe that I
will feel love again, at least before I die

Think of this one poor lad he was dejected. Always rubbin his knees and kneelin on spitters. He's really off of their gambit and they ruin his indecision. Land on he just rolls it up and leans along. Lift down he doesn't give it half an ounce; Waldo's all for one. Next he wishes he could hurry a warbler and the thing just flies away. His loss or he ain't even tryin. Face of the clock starts drooling and he knows it's time to roller up or start splashing. Kid lived for knockin people around it but he ain't never really been touched. Get's tired of wishin and washin, wants something real solid and soft. Sometimes floating up no doubt but there ain't nothing up there wants to just hold him and he's always comin back down.

He made it out just in time really. It's just mad how time flips. One minute you're drinking a lorry and the next your coughing up swizzers. Don't really mind being dejected but awful awful just list out your tentacles each with it's own name. Satisfaction. Cost. Worth. Shame. Horror. Splendor. Oh no you ain't no octopus darling you ain't no spider. It's six for you so crawl on that.

Slipping down the line it's hound houses to the left and a picture box straight above. Kid looks at his feet guesses it's time to get Suzy. Suzy's always reaping what lads waste and she gathers it up like yarn when it's knitted. I mean what she makes ain't goin in no gallery but it's cozy and will make you look wiser a hundred an 2. Take it off she's a shining racer with pearls as ******* and turns around you wonder where the sun went. I mean really this girls a knock out but she ain't nothing to hold on to. She'd sooner be in the air then stay one extra day with you. And you ain't even a losser like so many that only wanna hold her. If your stars be shining you may see her no doubt. One word, hard: press er shoulder down quick with your tiny finger or else just leave off her. Suzy walks with mister dejected and the season's on his breath. She steps over dead animals only once when there's people around. When the planet starts turning I mean really starts spinning, they mix together and cover everything like paint. Suzy and the dejected one splash your way and you're red, her way and she's glit'rin, roadway and there's accidents, but oh how they'll go on. Catch them in their proper form they'll be your smiling baby for you. Try to upstage them you are bound to be eating fat Lay's wrinkle chips and dippin them babes in ketchup wondering where have all the good times gone.

No frills tonight,I'll tell you why we hold so tight,
to yesteryear and yesterday and...and last ******' night...
before the sky broke open,
lately I'd been vaguely sorta hopin'(not doin ****,just hopin')...
that we'd get the magic back,that we'd bring back all the craic
when it was you for me and me for you again' the world,
I'm starin at the wall my mind aswirl,

Then I'm starin' thru a window to the past
when we KNEW that we would last
forever,never ever fall apart,
never ever pulled apart,
by life and time and ******' work,
we knew we were the ones to make it work!,
and now I'm staring through that window to the past,
like trying to piece a champagne glass,
back together when it's smashed,
I'm kneelin' here with ****** fingers,
tryin' to make these memories linger
REALISIN' how you'll linger there,
your scent...your smile...your shedded hair(seriously I find it EVERYWHERE!)
sorry hon I lost it there(but seriously your frickin' hair!)
your company was past compare,
I close my eyes and see you there,

I pound my fist against the glass
praying that you'll see the danger see the future Nuclear blast,
but you're just blissfully gracefully strolling past,
holding me,enfolding me
emboldening me like nobody past or present ever did or will,
the thrill begat the skill begat the quill of you so deep in me,
thought we were our Destiny.
you're under my skin like a Sinatra tattoo,
but enough bout me...how bout you?

In nothing you participate your fingers just twitterpate
Your looking underweight get some eggs with sodium nitrate
Instead of eating up drama an hate you a library of it au fait
Still no ideas or plans to fix **** just sit ******* your privates
Hashtags you post it, celebritys you cancel it, actions you dont do ****

Thats the way of the internet facades as thick as brocades
Your whole persona patent stolen read it off some cards
Copy pasted your fit its blatant obvious in your intent
Every word a dishonest bent not worth a cent
Dont got a shred of sense wont ever repent
Need the roleplay to supplement the lack of respect

Internet gangsters, keyboard warriors, fake woke supporters  
Plenty a arrogance, talk hard put out airs, tell everyone they inferior
Feign ignorance when it benefit but anothers mistake never forgotten
Take any stance all you are is happenstance you aren't anyone
Clone of whoever but only in fairweather never in the autumn

You kick at any who have fallin but ride when they ballin
At another **** you baptizin on the ground kneelin
Before anyone whose poppin your legs are droppin
Which one you feeling today whose personality you groping
which mask your morphine hit to keep you coping

Empty of whats real your life is revolting
Red pill, black pill, everyones a shill, its insulting
Hate leaves behind a shell empty and floating
No anchor fell lost in a sea of loathing