I’m a bit Kurt Kobain in the brain
No you’re not
Making bids for squids
I like squid
Swimming in the consumption of alcohol
You big emo, you
Always setting the tone in losing my back bone
Where did you lose it?
Like an invertebrate
But not really
I need to be doused in Dutch courage
Ending the night in a flourish
Even though you’re depressed?
A flurry of punches in a skirmish?
You couldn’t beat snow off a rope
Waking up the next day I’m determined not to squirm
But you squirm anyway?
But my face turns red in a flush of embarrassment
That sounds more like you
I’m abhorred by my behaviour the night before
Well you fucking should be, you muppet
But I move on to the next night
And it’ll be all right.
I love clichés too
The key is to learn
And not to repeat
Your previous disgraceful feats
Anymore in the locker?
You worry your just destined
To repeat the process
Keep ‘em comin’
But in a drunken haze you’ve got other priorities
Emo, comin’ through
I might be oblivious to
Seeing the bigger picture
You disgust me
I’ll never be a bum living in the slums
But you’ll be a bum writing on Microsoft word?
Am I disparagingly arrogant?
Nothin’ to be arrogant about, mate
Fuck the melancholy, I’m jolly, check the melody.
But there’s no melody. This isn’t a song?
Upliftin’, it’s siftin’ through my pores
That’s because you don’t wash, you greasy bastard
George Doors what’s the scores?
I don’t know I never watched Shooting Stars
What’s the story Balamory? Don’t bore me
Your tedious rhymes are boring me
Get wasted and pasted, whore the floor
Your mum’s a whore
I’m over hungover, red rover give me a clover
What about a bulldozer?
Let’s wreck this place
Would you be so kind, I’m blind, I can’t find my face
Look in the mirror
Give space for the disgrace, ‘till he finds his face
You are a disgrace
(And so are your rhymes)
Will you take a chance with romance?
What’s with all the questions?
But will you?
I don’t know I’m not a queer.
Would you fuck off with your negativity?
Would you fuck off with your positivity?
Let’s just agree to disagree
You’re the nihilist, I’m the optimist
Does that make us polar opposites?
Aye, but opposites attract?
Fuck you, I’m not attracted to you
Okay then, you’re the homophobe, I’m the liberal
What were we talking about again?
I dunno, I forget
Well that’s not much good, I’m on a stream of consciousness here, help me out
Do your own thinking you lazy bastard
If I’m boozin’ am I losing?
We’re back on track
Society just demands of me
Society wants you to kill yourself
I go a way that they say
No one said anything, it’s all in your head
There’s no choice, just one path
What the hell are you talking about?
I am bleeding, emotionally
just follow me
To the mental hospital!
Live life to the full, you’ll never be dull
It’s so dark in here
A surplus of stories to impress your mates
Just make them up
Have success on dates, a sexual C.V that reads like Bill Gates mates
You’re still a virgin
No I’m not , what about that prostitute?
Nevermind…continue with your lyricism…
I'm not going to, just because you told me to
You really are disturbed
No, YOU'RE disturbed
Where's my medication, Nurse Ratched?
Nurse Ratched's not here to help you, MUHAHAHA
Jack! Don't let go jack!
Dawson or Nicholson?
I don't know
Does it matter?
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