A sick "bachelor" who should and "wood" lacquer ya
kind to "doctor" your wounds come back and keep stabbing the
slit while im grabbing a,switch blade and a pin,
six days, i begin, to stitch these words of hate through your skin
ink boils, im baking the pen, so hot my sweat cant be tranquil again,
six weeks "flies" past,.. I've had it i turn back to the mattress to end this "maggot", subtle yet abrupt, i tell groups to "get up out.. bounce"
"except you next to the one in the white blouse", "Haven't we met"
before you have a chance, doors suddenly slam blood pours again
out from your hands,shout out again,i love misery
watching you squirm is so the shit for me, whats your favorite subject
click clack mines "history".. and as you begin to bleed i will stomp again
fuck your wife your kids, and taunt your friends in this, flaunting end
you are done for good, my lesson 25 years, my wesson takes
you and who cares?
Quick Shizzle trying to do more stuff..