promises that i keep, the tears that you weep
promises I kept, hello kitty never looked so filthy
plenty of ambition, small goals, lost in a big city
malicious intents, snakes that slither, a flesh wound withers
your face so pretty, a distant memory
your face ever ready, my blast radius
iron sights no laser, that's my reflex
scrub you hard, my whites sticky like semtex
same day booty call, express fedex
i hate your lack of passion
i hate you with a passion
i blamed her for being hostile, you for being docile
so much friction, my pants need a heatsink
not enough attention, wrapped in plastic, sealed with your scent
i fucked you with wisdom, after her vocal chords gave me rhythm
you need pain, and i just need a reason
when you bleed, it's blooming season
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