Bitch

You're staring straight into a barrel of hate
Terrible fate, but bitch you're too damn late
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape
Cupid shot his arrow and missed, hit me and you
A couple that wasn't supposed to be, what shall we do?
Mascara and egg smeared all over your face
To hide the bruises that I've inflicted, feel like a disgrace
I've got you locked up in the basement, asking for Grape Soda
You're asking for a bag of Fritos,
I wouldn’t let you eat the fucking chip on my shoulder
All of this, just because you was born as a bi-polar
I used to love you until I found out you was evil
Sucking dicks on the corner for a fucking needle
And people, keep saying that I'm not treating you right
Tell all of them scumbags that I'm treating you alright
Tell them that I didn't cause all of those cuts
Tell them you broke your teeth eating those nuts
Bitch, understand if you go against what I say
Then you'll pay, and never see the light of day
So when the social come knocking,
We'll play happy family and say everything's okay

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Comments

Lady-Bathsheba | January 29, 2011 - 19:37

Strong write Pinda with a hefty dose of reality polluting each and every line -:)

pinda | January 29, 2011 - 22:02

Thank you LadyBathsheba, I'm glad the reality of it got through :)

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Pinda

Highhat | January 30, 2011 - 08:48

Yes very powerful Pinda- hard hitting realism
;)Pia