Who the fuck am I and why won't you pay?
I get it all the time I won't die today.
You're the type of person that stinks like shit.
Coughing and puking like some fucking gimp.
A ten dollar man and a two dollar whore.
Gets me all excited like four on the floor.
You want it, you need it, but not from me.
Stop breathing my air you fucking disease.
It's time that I told what I really think.
About your waste and about your breath.
I get so tired of the people like you.
Filling the world with your words untrue.

You fucking waste of oxygen. You make me sick.

Your ugly mug once resembled a face.
Your million dollar home is a fucking disgrace.
There's nothing worse than you that can ever exist.
Won't drink your beer because it's fucking piss.
And all this makes me think of how wrong you are.
And everyone swallows like a new orleans whore.
The fact that you breathe just curdles my blood.
I hope you fucking die yeah all alone.
You contribute nothing but keep playing the game.
You take everything and fucking flush it away.
You're a mindless slug you have to multiply.
And teach your fucking kids to live a lie.

You fucking waste of oxygen. You make me sick.


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