viernes, 30 de agosto de 2019

im gonna cause i can motherfucker

I see the cockroaches in the bathub before I go to sleep 
in the night and I see them again after I wake up in the morning. 
They get stucked in there somehow and keep on doing it every single night, 
it's like a trap. I pour water to get rid of them, 
some try to climb the curtains trying to survive, 
but I'm quicker, I'm heartless. 
I don't know if they all die once they are swallowed through the pipe. 
Sometimes I think I'd be happy if I stopped killin, 
I also think it would be fair that I killed myself just the way I kill em.

I feel cool. I feel hooman. 
I feel like I'm gonna finish off this entire shit one of these days.

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