Life, full of questions,
but you can’t find the answer,
perplexed with hesitations.
All things with work, get better.
If your too weak to hold it together,
then you’d be better off in the morgue, some where.
Times turning, around goes the hands.
Times non existent, its man that makes the deals.
Holding the head on your neck high,
that's the way it should be, living with pride.
Don’t back down, and never look down, wear not a frown,
but a smile.
Your own dreams, you should never deny.
How can you improve, if its your balls that are removed?
She’s bitching, your sweating.
Your pissed off, your cut off.
Time to do what's right,
No more pleading through the night.
Give her what she hates.
And you’ll get what you want.
Life's a bitch, so fuck it like a whore.
I guarantee you fuckers,
she’ll be screaming for more! |
