Procreator Penn State Of Mind
When will you get this through your f..cking head?
I don't f..ck what I don't respect.
I wouldn't crawl inside of you for the world.
Your so quick to change just like the rest of them, f..ck
the rest of them.
Your concept of forever is a f..cking joke.
And I was so naive to think you'd never f..ck anyone but
me.
I put you on top of the world, now someone else is on top
of you.
Bow out now with what little self respect you have left,
for f..cks sake.
I'll take your ring finger with me as a constant
reminder.
Do they taste good? Do you taste the same?
I cannot fathom touching your skin again.
So smile pretty dear, this rounds on me, a toast "to
immaturity."
When it ends you won't have a jaw to even open.
Keep pretending it's okay, we both know that it has to
end this way, so face me.
I'm Putting You In Your Place.
You belong on your back.
You're nothing without your crutch, you're nothing
without me.
I'll be the one smiling, when you end. When you end...
