Argue.

Geno · 10-24-2014, 07:43 PM

Arguments are more passionate then our sex
Whoever has the last word orgasms the best
As mad as a thousand hornets sworming out of the nest
The attitude and stress get me excited like a casual dress
How you expect me to stay cool is bullshit to be real
And the phrase i love you is to distant to feel
Id just as soon slit my wrists than kiss you on the lips
The feeling of discgust toward you is what the issue of it is
I wish you would of did something different with your hair
The sex appeal and idea of being intimate isnt there
When the hell did the chick i fell in love with dissapear
Shes sitting right next to me but she still isnt here
A feeling of feer sweeps over as i lay on the couch
I wanna shove the ugly words shes about to say way in her mouth
And start fucking laying her out with haymakers and shout
Until the neighbors for 50 achres wonder what the hatreds about
The duct tape, guns raised, and open ended razor blades are about
Ive never seen a deader me when i look at reflections
An enemy, essentially, with all the crooked intention
If i could of took a look into the future before..
I would of ran away instead of getting introduced to this whore
Ive lost my lust for music, writing, and recording my shit
If i could use one word to describe her, shes sort of a bitch
I wish i owned a morgue to keep her dead body a secret
But if i killed her now id prolly get a nod at the precinct
Even police think her family is a fucking digrace
Her brothers a criminal, her mothers just a cunt that they hate
A fucking mistake, i hope thats not something ive made
But everydays another fight i wanna fucking erase
I got love for this nutcase, but its hard as a shit
To wake up and keep trying without calling it quits

10-24-2014, 07:43 PM	#1
Geno White Earl Join Date: Jan 2013 Location: Philly Cat. Posts: 12,354 Battle Record: 10-15 Accomplishments - Open Mic HOF (4x) Champed - Netcees Writers League - Write Week I - Write Week 8 Rep Power: 50036761	Argue. Arguments are more passionate then our sex Whoever has the last word orgasms the best As mad as a thousand hornets sworming out of the nest The attitude and stress get me excited like a casual dress How you expect me to stay cool is bullshit to be real And the phrase i love you is to distant to feel Id just as soon slit my wrists than kiss you on the lips The feeling of discgust toward you is what the issue of it is I wish you would of did something different with your hair The sex appeal and idea of being intimate isnt there When the hell did the chick i fell in love with dissapear Shes sitting right next to me but she still isnt here A feeling of feer sweeps over as i lay on the couch I wanna shove the ugly words shes about to say way in her mouth And start fucking laying her out with haymakers and shout Until the neighbors for 50 achres wonder what the hatreds about The duct tape, guns raised, and open ended razor blades are about Ive never seen a deader me when i look at reflections An enemy, essentially, with all the crooked intention If i could of took a look into the future before.. I would of ran away instead of getting introduced to this whore Ive lost my lust for music, writing, and recording my shit If i could use one word to describe her, shes sort of a bitch I wish i owned a morgue to keep her dead body a secret But if i killed her now id prolly get a nod at the precinct Even police think her family is a fucking digrace Her brothers a criminal, her mothers just a cunt that they hate A fucking mistake, i hope thats not something ive made But everydays another fight i wanna fucking erase I got love for this nutcase, but its hard as a shit To wake up and keep trying without calling it quits __________________ *-A.bove T.he R.est* Last edited by Geno; 10-24-2014 at 07:47 PM.