Sunday, March 15, 2009
kind of like death metal
I found him at a bar
I lost him at a bar
Today I go from bar to bar
looking for the ungrateful man who abandoned me
If you don't love me
I'll cut your face with a razor blade
The day of your wedding I'll stab you
I'll rip out your belly button
and kill your mother
He'll be drunk when I find him
drunk and laying on a sidewalk
drunk and covered in vomit
next to a jukebox
crying in disdain
If you don't love me
I'll cut your face with a razor blade
The day of your wedding I'll stab you
I'll rip out your belly button
and kill your mother
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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