i'm starting to feel some hate in my heart. again? when the fuck did this all start? I had become accepting in everything. now, I'm bashing my head into the same damn ding. I'm lashing out on myself, thinking, "figure things out!" the bell in my head just won't ring again. afraid I'm going to lose everything in sight... nothing will ever be recovered merely by might. how can't I still decide whether if this is right? I fucking love it. I love this body, I feel like such a hottie. want to test it all out? it's better than a fucking photo copy. wish you'd rip me up from my roots, & tell me I'm better than all those institutes. pick me up, and drop me straight down. tell me to sit on daddy's throne, and that I better not make another frown. make me beg you not to let me drown, throw me by my own hair, leave me with your blank stare. you want to see me cry, I want to see me die. it feels so good to be bad, I never want to go back. I'm tryna tilt over and just fuck! I don't need any luck, I can just suck, and fuck, and suck, and fuck, and suck. and, nah, I don't need to be unstuck! release me and let me be! all for one, and one for me! that's the way I see. not until you choke me around, hold me down, until I don't make a sound. asking me, "can you feel it now?" release me and let me be! all for one and one for me! that felt too good to fucking breathe/believe! just one more time! I promise it'll be fucking prime. I'll suck your cock dry, if you just hold me down, just one more time! you can wear the crown, I promise I won't tell fucking no body.