God damn the punk front men
Who convinced me I could sing
I’ve screamed all my thoughts
But it hasn’t amounted to anything
I will be covered in tumors
A Fleshy, mountainous terrain
I will die of bullet wounds
Left untreated in my brain
I hope they find my notebook
And call it a masterpiece
I hope they bury my corpse
Alongside Master P’s
All the tantrum’s I’ve ever thrown
Are now written in verse
You’ve got a pretty face
There’s no way it could get worse
If I could just stay apathetic and sleep my life away
If I could turn off my brain and get rich some easy way
I am the Great.I.Am. but you came to fuck that up
If I could just stay apathetic and sleep my life away
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