Fu** you and your mom and your sister and your job
And your broke-a** car and that sh** you call art
Fu** you and your friends that I'll never see again
Everybody but your dog, you can all fu** off
I swear I meant to mean the best when it ended
Even tried to bite my tongue when you start sh**
Now you're textin' all my friends asking questions
They never even liked you in the first place
Dated a girl that I hate for the attention
She only made it two days, what a connection
It's like you'd do anything for my affection
You're goin' all about it in the worst ways
I was into you, but I'm over it now
And I was tryin' to be nice
But nothing's getting through, so let me spell it out
A-B-C-D-E, F-U
And your mom and your sister and your job
And your broke-a** car and that sh** you call art
Fu** you and your friends that I'll never see again
Everybody but your dog, you can all fu** off
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
A-B-C-D-E, F-U
You said you just needed space and so I gave it
When I had nothin' to say you couldn't take it
Told everyone I'm a bi***, so I became it
Always had to put yourself above me
I was into you, but I'm over it now
And I was tryin' to be nice
But nothing's getting through, so let me spell it out
A-B-C-D-E, F-U
And your mom and your sister and your job
And your craigslist couch and the way your voice sounds
Fu** you and your friends that I'll never see again
Everybody but your dog, you can all fu** off
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
A-B-C-D-E, F-U
Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah
A-B-C-D-E, F-U
And your mom and your sister and your job
And your broke-a** car and that sh** you call art
Fu** you and your friends that I'll never see again
Everybody but your dog, you can all fu** off
Comment by Kyubi on Love Is An Illusion - Chapter 37
7 Replies
Bro wrote a whole song
Bitchh its already a song
The garbage and the stains, another victim of the refuse
Now I've been saying this for years, but you don't comprehend it
I fight he** and I fight fear because I understand it
Androgyny and insults, you try so hard to be difficult
You want to win the war?
Know what you're fighting for
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Irreverence is my disease
It's second hand, but you know me
The son of a bi*** is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you see
The last man standing gets no pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
No pity
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
I have this one
Dut-dut-dat, dut-dut-dat, dut-dut-dat-dat-dat
Dut-dat, dut-dat, dut-dat-dat-dat
Yeah
Yeah
Rise
Half alive and stark-raving free and maligned
For encroaching on the purpose of this commercial-free interruption
Due to the prolific nature of this statement
Listener aggression is advised
It's strange; whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fuc**** mind
It blows my fuc**** mind
These days, I never seem to get enough
I'm tired of this sh**, I want to go home
Don't waste my fuc**** time
Don't waste my fuc**** time
Because anything exceptional gets crushed by common people
With jealousy and ignorance and all their common evils
This planet isn't special, collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment I know it's on my way
So cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Cut, cut, cut me up and fu**, fu**, fu** me up
Irreverence is my disease
It's second hand but you know me
The son of a bi*** is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
Somewhere on a toilet wall, I read the words
"You form a line to formalize the former lies" and I finally saw the truth
Something so profound and it was sitting there surrounded by
I hope you copy and pasted that
cringe. might as well sing "sun and moon"
Not me singing it to the end