Tuesday, 8 September 2009

Evey one loves you

The massive disshead sulks, no one wants to feed it’s ego
An old mangy dog, once a guard, at the gates of self worth.
Not like L’Oreal, seems to me, you’re just not worth it
So fuck off to your rock, crawl inside and hide from every one
The world with out you turns, flowers grow and seasons change
The trick is to love your self, without being a cunt about it.

You think that every one loves you, that’s sad,
They’re just sad that you’re alive!
Coz no body loves you, even your ego said good bye.

It hides away from light, and only talks when full of alcohol
A substitute for whit, chat up girls with pills, have your way and leave
No regrets at all, that’s what are people for? No regrets
But you get them afterwards, and self harm doesn’t work,
Just another mental cripple freak show on legs,
I remember that face, but yours is forgettable.

You think that every one loves you, that’s sad,
They’re just sad that you’re alive!
Coz no body loves you, even your ego said good bye.

I see you buy self help tapes, that's a proper person crotch yeahhh
tell your self you rule, believe the hype you deluded asshole
It's funny to watch a man, eat himself from inside,
from Attila the Hun, to Woody Allen, in one easy step.

it's a symptom of our time, when being a man don't count for much
and there's nothing left to hunt, accept cans of baked beans, in a corner shop
and waisted all the time, fake conversations, this world just makes me sick

You think that every one loves you, that’s sad,
They’re just sad that you’re alive!
Coz no body loves you, even your ego said good bye.
Just know that, nobody loves you
every one thinks that you're a cunt
no one's glad that you're still alive


©Monday, 07 September 2009 Alex Kyriacou

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