When reactions have no traction, loss of action... You fucking distraction... Raising my voice, feel the contraction of this loves spell that was a contraption that sealed you... And caused me to do, things I didn't want too. And man I loved you. My feelings subdue, blue... Here's my que, and I'll just say what I have too...
Spotlight... On the ropes, no fight... In me, I can let this be, and you sealed the victory, fires burning... hickory. It's fall and an end to it all.
This Bitter pill... This Empty... fill.
Blazing compilation, memories and driven determination... This condemnation is enough for my salvation and ablation... What is my relation to this vile nation that causes my hypocrisy, and so it goes and now I see. I'm driven to be...but you ruined me. Soul searching, has caused desertion... Fates fool, risen for inflation... Slaughter, execution. And such a trill this bitter pill, empty... Fill.
So Let the songs play, triumphant, happy and gay. Brides buy dresses for one day, depending on a ring, it's the simple things. When the honeymoon is over no more tidings, all gone, now your riding, on the material... And I find it all... hysterical... Laughable... Affable... You can't stand me? It's passable. Least, I'm willing and able, to admit, marriage is like Cain & Abel... One slays the other, like he did his brother. But make it about the big day, with contrived words you'll say... Till death to us part... That... Or the treason you'll play on his heart. Tart... This bitter pill... Let's feel empty... Fill.
Loves rhapsody, as I sit in this city... I have no pity. For the stupidity, that invades the mind to think blantily that marriage will solve your heart when it's your soul that's empty. Your passion a farce and I pity the two of you, fake smiles ... so shitty. Grow some back bones and hear your hurtful words that fall on deaf... Tones. Feeling alone, I don't condone, the life you live and the things you own, built on other peoples sweat, tears and their money... Blown.
My life ain't perfect, but it's mine and I earned it. Tired of these fake tidings, now go stay in hiding. To the judgement call, you split your lies to them all. Time to cast a different mass, you won't last... Youll fall victim to your past, lies, deciet foundation made of glass. And I count the ticks, to you recieve your licks, country bumpkins living in the sticks. Ignorant rants about Obama, claiming Romney but stealing from your mamma... Stayed up in HUD housing, claiming conservative and asking for a blessing, from the pastor, for the vows you spit you are a fucking disaster. Ray guns and blasters... Princess Leah, he couldn't lay, ya, that why you so tense and still a playa. But dance with your father, cash checks from other... I don't even bother... With the facade that's your fate & will... Just here is a taste... Of this bitter pill, swallow, choke, empty... Fill!
This is the last of my symphonies, to you fake lovers, your fates phonies. I say repent and recoil, it's not a silver lining mother fucker... Shits foil. Cause me pain an toil... What bitch you think she loyal? Check your seats, you just soiled, your trousers, you just another rerun... Doogie Houser. You'll need a Medic, or MD... Did she not tell you... ? Bitch got herpes but never you mind. One day you'll find, that your pursuit of another mans riches... Cause you to end up just like one of the devils bitches. Clutches, this sin, can wait to see the hole you buried in, repent with your last wind... But comfort will not find you, that's just the warmth of hell you laid in. Now let me spit, because this is it, I leave you two, to it... I'll pack my bags and beat it. Your days are numbered. Can't you feel it? Just quit. You wrong, not strong, you weak off enhancements, I prayed, got off my ass and made my own advancements. Banking statements, wearing bullshit clothes and living off settlements, this is my quest my atonement, I forgive you signed in stone cement. And no worries, I'll pay the bills, and you swallow this bitter pill, empty... Yet... I'm the one that's Fill!
