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New attempt at writing something! Would love feedback! 
Had the devil making my bed
Bearly hanging on, life on a thread
Now she is hiding in the shed
Sence I ripped the wool off my head
I was so dizzy, in such a sway
Life feeling like a fucking essay
But the fog lifted and see, clear as day
Every bone in your drawer, Im a fucking X-ray
Thought I was your puppet
But its you who's the muppet
Not giving you a chans to stop it
Im finished when you drop it
Should have held your breath
Fortelling my death, while feeding me meth
All that shit you flung
Now Ill be coming at ya so fast
you'll think Im talking in tongue.
Thought your backstabb was a score
Im laughing cause it was so poor
here let me show you the door
Im throwing you ashore
Then Ill drag your body all over the floor
Im leaving the gas on
It's to good to pass on
When your dead you stay gone
Im making the new dawn
You best pray for a day when Ill stop the dissmay
Make way for foul-play, send out a may-day
Bird of pray on your tray, Ill let you get halfway
Good day for a buffet its all saints day!
You think I wont bare
When your not there
Just watch my rare as I walk down the stair
And tell me why the fuck you think I care
If this all make you bitter
Better tell em dudes on Twitter
To me its all litter
Never saw you as a quitter
Maby I should call your moma or maby a sitter?
Thought you were solid as fixture
But I saw the trixter thrown in my mixture
Left to do is to fix her
With bricks and sticks Im sure we can mix her
Now its to late
Im making your new fate
Make you blow the state
at this rate with my weight
Your gonna need someone to translate
Ill show you a side
of the devils bride
Treating you to a good ride
If it was me Id run and hide
Had the devil making my bed
Bearly hanging on, life on a thread
Now she is hiding in the shed
Sence I ripped the wool off my head
I was so dizzy, in such a sway
Life feeling like a fucking essay
But the fog lifted and see, clear as day
Every bone in your drawer, Im a fucking X-ray
Thought I was your puppet
But its you who's the muppet
Not giving you a chans to stop it
Im finished when you drop it
Should have held your breath
Fortelling my death, while feeding me meth
All that shit you flung
Now Ill be coming at ya so fast
you'll think Im talking in tongue.
Thought your backstabb was a score
Im laughing cause it was so poor
here let me show you the door
Im throwing you ashore
Then Ill drag your body all over the floor
Im leaving the gas on
It's to good to pass on
When your dead you stay gone
Im making the new dawn
You best pray for a day when Ill stop the dissmay
Make way for foul-play, send out a may-day
Bird of pray on your tray, Ill let you get halfway
Good day for a buffet its all saints day!
You think I wont bare
When your not there
Just watch my rare as I walk down the stair
And tell me why the fuck you think I care
If this all make you bitter
Better tell em dudes on Twitter
To me its all litter
Never saw you as a quitter
Maby I should call your moma or maby a sitter?
Thought you were solid as fixture
But I saw the trixter thrown in my mixture
Left to do is to fix her
With bricks and sticks Im sure we can mix her
Now its to late
Im making your new fate
Make you blow the state
at this rate with my weight
Your gonna need someone to translate
Ill show you a side
of the devils bride
Treating you to a good ride
If it was me Id run and hide
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