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One last card up my sleeve

This one you can’t take away from me

I’ll play this last round,

Just to laugh in your face

A final fuck you

You fucking disgrace



Mother, you should see the look on your face

Staring at my blood, dripping all over the place

From my wrist, it drips free from its prison

Feel free, I feel like a different person

Blood runs thin, starts to abate

I hope one day you face the same desolate fate



Father what else could I do?

You either strike me or ignore me,

I refuse to grow up to be just like you

They say take one for pain relief here and there

20 at once should do more then give you a scare

After a while, ill be to docile to give it a fight

Dim the light, tonight’s the night I end my plight



You beat me because you abhor me

If you hate the idea of family

Why didn’t you just abort me?

This is my revenge, this is where it ends

Im getting you back for what you’ve done

This is my final fuck you!

Your entire life’s work, overnight, comes undone

Now your depressed, oh come on!

Im just starting to have my fun!