VENDETTA

Fucked up, cooped up
AR sitting pretty near my fucking waist
Few 5.56 black magazines
Boy itching for a fuckin taste
I'm choked up, hold up
Watch my fucking smile quickly leave my face
Anxiety, has riled me
I thought that you could ease the pain

I'm cracking from stress of the pressure
Pretend I don't know no better
Lie and say that I'm okay
She'll drive me insane if I let her
Acting the best for good measure
Trying to keep shit together
Loving this game that we play
You don't try and hide your vendetta

Dark hair, bright smile, skin fair
Obsessions creeping out
Watching every move you make
No care, so vile, left bare
Depressions seeping now
Where you think you going babe
Love me, touch me, fuck me
Suppress aggression no
Is it me you fucking hate
Leave me, beat me, grieve me
I just reap what I sow
God have mercy on my fate