Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Anxious
Anxiety does reside here,
It lingers here like a hand waiting to jack you off unknowingly.
You’d be happy it were here
But scared for who is it causing this feeling?
Anxious. You’ve fallen into the trap…
I could be a game show host
And tease you with prizes and your anxiety levels
Would be off the chart for
I hold the answers that could very well make you lose.
But you’re already lost.
You’ve already lost it all.
Oh PMS, the divine secret of a woman’s intervention in life,
I’ll tell you my pains,
You’ll let me rest alone for the rest of this day,
But I’m anxious that you’ll find me out.
Everyone finds me out.
That I was sent here to test you should be easy to figure out.
But you hide behind something scary,
Something I really can’t tell,
So I mock thee, for there is no better showing of love
Than to badly imitate you.
Flattery begets love, and sometimes, hate.
Would you like to be a part of my fretful world?
June 22, 2004
Suge
It lingers here like a hand waiting to jack you off unknowingly.
You’d be happy it were here
But scared for who is it causing this feeling?
Anxious. You’ve fallen into the trap…
I could be a game show host
And tease you with prizes and your anxiety levels
Would be off the chart for
I hold the answers that could very well make you lose.
But you’re already lost.
You’ve already lost it all.
Oh PMS, the divine secret of a woman’s intervention in life,
I’ll tell you my pains,
You’ll let me rest alone for the rest of this day,
But I’m anxious that you’ll find me out.
Everyone finds me out.
That I was sent here to test you should be easy to figure out.
But you hide behind something scary,
Something I really can’t tell,
So I mock thee, for there is no better showing of love
Than to badly imitate you.
Flattery begets love, and sometimes, hate.
Would you like to be a part of my fretful world?
June 22, 2004
Suge
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