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And I’ve raped more than one person,

Thought he was going to fuck with me.

Give me beef,

And I’ll give you a cow.

You can tell me you gave birth to me,

But I cant tell you biological proximity

Means anything to me.

Maybe we’ve been friends, but maybe

All those times you told me we were friends,

Didn’t really mean we were friends.

You can give me something to go on,

Or else little fella,

I’m going to have to go on.



I haven’t reconciled with myself

If life is worth living.

You need to reconcile with yourself,

Because any life of mine,

Isn’t going to be lived with you.

You can talk about who is worst off for it

With yourself.

You know, when you called me on the phone

It was like, you were talking with yourself.

And we could play these games,

But at this point, I’d rather play by myself.

I understand all about consent,

But at some point,

You will just be collateral damage,

That I’ve already wept for.