Petty Picture
Make it dark and focus well
So I may see it clearer:Yes I know this loser
His raped life and love
Ain't his mistake ya know
Some are born to be so
Know him since the outset
His nurturer is a bastard
His first love is dying
Elder hand when I last saw
Weary and still crying
Saves his face nicely though
Gotta big mouth and a ho
Though a scratcher
Has pickle pretence
Has fickle presence
Has giggle essence
I'm sure he sees his loser self
One day he'll have to let it out
And surprise all his pretence sufferers
Though he suffers the most himself
I've seen his palms closely enough
His jinxed life, his raped love
Future was looking gloomy as ever
I think he has a better option
That just letting these tears flow
Yes...I think he should die
Ok now turn to the next one
Lemme see if I know him too
Wipe these smiles off your ugly faces
And hurry, I am in love
What are these giggles all about
What must be wrong with all of thee
I got no time if you ain't answering
Life's too precious and pretty
To waste like this
Ohh...What a heavy breaking noise!
Glasses I suppose?
You and your deranged convulsions
Think you lose some fortune now
Put on the lights
I gotta go
See ya folks
Life's truly great
Ohh...What a heavy prick!
Glasses I suppose
Ohh...I am bleeding!
What reflections are those?
Make it dark and focus well
So I may see it clearer:Yes I know this loser
His raped life and love
Ain't his mistake ya know
Some are born to be so
Know him since the outset
His nurturer is a bastard
His first love is dying
Elder hand when I last saw
Weary and still crying
Saves his face nicely though
Gotta big mouth and a ho
Though a scratcher
Has pickle pretence
Has fickle presence
Has giggle essence
I'm sure he sees his loser self
One day he'll have to let it out
And surprise all his pretence sufferers
Though he suffers the most himself
I've seen his palms closely enough
His jinxed life, his raped love
Future was looking gloomy as ever
I think he has a better option
That just letting these tears flow
Yes...I think he should die
Ok now turn to the next one
Lemme see if I know him too
Wipe these smiles off your ugly faces
And hurry, I am in love
What are these giggles all about
What must be wrong with all of thee
I got no time if you ain't answering
Life's too precious and pretty
To waste like this
Ohh...What a heavy breaking noise!
Glasses I suppose?
You and your deranged convulsions
Think you lose some fortune now
Put on the lights
I gotta go
See ya folks
Life's truly great
Ohh...What a heavy prick!
Glasses I suppose
Ohh...I am bleeding!
What reflections are those?
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