Thursday, July 2, 2009

My Process

**EXPLICIT**

I took you as something special the first f***ing time I met you
And you turn around and shove it down my f***ing throat
Like I’m sh*t to you, like the sh*t on the bottom of your shoe
Well f**k you, you stupid son of a b***h
The worst f***ing part is you don’t even know you’re killing me
So should I just not give a damn?
No, f**k that, I should consume my g*d damn life around grasping for an unrealistic fantasy
That’s what you want from me anyways, f**k you, f**k you
I told you so many damn lies, this is what I get
But it wouldn’t have made a damn difference anyways
I would still wind up getting absolutely nothing but sh***y luck and a sh*t load of sadness
Anger and desperation, go to hell you stupid bastard
I hate you with a passion stronger than a F***ing million g*d damn suns
It’s all just wasted anger
Just wasted time, g*d damn time
I’ve wasted enough already what’s another four f***ing months in my life?
I hope when I pull the f***ing trigger
You get the picture bright and f***ing clear
It was your fault you g*d damn a** hole
It was your fault my f***ing corpse is laying at your feet
I hope you can live with yourself you dirt bag
Go to hell m****rf***er
But the love I feel towards you wins
And I wind up feeling like the sh*t I feel like now yet again
It’s just a process
A process you always win and a process that leaves me grasping for oxygen

1 comment:

charlotte said...

i don't fully understand why you would say explicit and then asterisk out all of the explicit material...

also, i understand that your use of derogatory language is meant to give light to the anger and frustration and hatred in this piece. but, i think it takes away from the actual message due to overuse.
think on it?

i like: it's all wasted anger/just wasted time, goddamn time/i've wasted enough already what's another four months in [i think this should be of?] my life?/i hope when i pull the fucking trigger/ you get the picture bright and fucking clear

also like: but the love i feel towards you wins/and i wind up feeling like the shit i feel like now yet again/it's just a process/a process you always win and [line-break here?] a process that leaves me grasping for oxygen

seriously though, take out some cussing. it'll sound better.