
Depression around the corner if you listen to hearsay
Meaningless to any woman that'd fuck me anyway
You where love and lust intersect
Explaining shit, something I've been trying to perfect
You naturally do more than most
Fuck them measly demons, I just want to smash their host
Fuck it, guess I'm depraved
Byproduct of a path they never paved
I'd make you guess less
Feel free to know that when I take care of this mess
Their corrupted system designed to get the way
You're kidding yourself if you think that shit was ever okay
Connotation
Get you further than any personal limitation
Countless amounts of pain made me this way
Did that ever matter, if you only know me by what she declined to say?



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