Sometimes in some ways While the likes of you salivate Others bare the cold While some suffer endlessly A newborn thrown out and down Follow the trail of lies,as it subliminally objectifies Your curse is like an insatiable thirst And the hunger is what keeps me alive and resistant to your infectious attributes You can't give me what I need You only give me what I want The music of someone about to expire A soul soaked in gasoline to be thrown into the fire I attribute these little details to your totally insecure projections of egotistical diagnosed mishaps and the disgusting slurs of filth that constantly spill from apple red lips Well equipped to confuse You wonder why your so easy to abuse Let's not forget the slip of the tongue Pointing extremities salute to your insanely unsound mind With diligence, we subdue in due time..