My love my life my ambitious pursuit
I do know you well
But it expires at expiry
So sue it and shut up
But what of…
The denial. The staunch denial from the couples.
There are many. And you’re supposed to make others happier, losers.
This sound, where you get angry at me, this sound, you know it to.
I’m not here to peacey-weacey
Just a staid ground
And so it soft harkens on up on the hill
The Christians fucking killed me
Bomb the church