Only time we’re at piece is at funerals, every other time we’re judging each other like tribunals, that one fake, this one a snake, watch that one cause you know what they take
Fake hugs fake concern and fake speech, they’ll stab you in the back before somebody off the street, if you have a moral compass it’s hard to compete plus they don’t feel like you’ll bust their head to the white meat
Call something out and they’ll label you an asshole, like you only existed in the present and not the past though, to be honest we really don’t even like each other, we only fake it for the grandmother
You know how they are is cancer to my ears, you can accept it but I don’t have to be here, transfer that loyalty to the one that I made, and if it’s a problem we can run the fade
#LEXICONKILLER
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