Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
She's Easy
Doesn't she know how to f---ing shut off a light?
She'd yell at me, yeah, it always hurts.
This is hurt.
Feeling a slap,
Spit in the face.
These things are what anger is all about.
On nights when I walked in the rain,
She was probably out f---ing some guy,
And she never cared what I was up to,
Hence I never cared what she was up to,
Until she got into slapping me.
That never leaves, no matter how aged you become.
And I will be the one aging with wisdom,
While she's losing wisdom, through her stupidity moves.
She's easy. I hate that she is.
Where is her dignity?
She killed it with the divorce.
I'm so mad, I feel like she's a wh-re,
But how do I tell her that that's how I feel.
Maybe I should spill my blood,
Get a reaction,
And tell her my thoughts while
The gurney takes me to triage.
That seems too much like a nightmare.
December 27, 2004
Suge
She'd yell at me, yeah, it always hurts.
This is hurt.
Feeling a slap,
Spit in the face.
These things are what anger is all about.
On nights when I walked in the rain,
She was probably out f---ing some guy,
And she never cared what I was up to,
Hence I never cared what she was up to,
Until she got into slapping me.
That never leaves, no matter how aged you become.
And I will be the one aging with wisdom,
While she's losing wisdom, through her stupidity moves.
She's easy. I hate that she is.
Where is her dignity?
She killed it with the divorce.
I'm so mad, I feel like she's a wh-re,
But how do I tell her that that's how I feel.
Maybe I should spill my blood,
Get a reaction,
And tell her my thoughts while
The gurney takes me to triage.
That seems too much like a nightmare.
December 27, 2004
Suge
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