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Dogs

1999

i feel an invasion of poison break through my skin
meanwhile i feel nothing, i think i need to drink some more
i'll complement you even though you're fat and ugly
i'm so distrot, emotionally unstable, i have a pea for a brain
i have to pee to poop
yesterday i went out with you
two days ago i broke up with you
my life is so hard to deal with, so i'll just shut up
i don't want to be the one to blame
when you pull the trigger

      living is such a violent sport
      i feel you breathing down my neck
      my cells float apart
      and you broke my spine
      i can't move
      can't stop twitching
      hold me down, hold me, hold me
      before i fly away and go to hell

why did you treat me like i was many
of which i know you don't care
like dogs, that's how you treat me
why? what have i ever done?
or is it just that? i've done nothing
except for try to please you
nothing is ever good enough
so now to hell i go
you'd never let me go
pack of beasts, without there leash

      living is such a violent sport
      i feel you breathing down my neck
      my cells float apart
      and you broke my spine
      i can't move
      can't stop twitching
      hold me down, hold me, hold me
      before i fly away and go to hell

as i drift along i think of how we just never got along
this floating feeling makes me think of all the times you did me wrong
how my stomache never seemed to stay with the rest of me
now you're to blame, you'll never squeeze the trigger

© lexi campbell