Master of disaster
King of denial
If only I could save you
I wouldn’t walk a half a mile
You’re a thorn in my side
A splinter in my eye
The storm that rolls across my sky
The shame that makes me wonder why?
A black cat in my narrow path
The scum that winds up in my bath
If true love were a mystery
Then your love is a misery
I hate you, and I hope you know
I see right through your nasty soul
Master of all indignity
Baron of iniquity
Take your lies and go away
You must leave you cannot stay
A synonym for me is blue
An antonym for me is you
I praise the day when we are through
Can’t count the conflicts we accrue
Master of the symphony
Of everything not meant to be
You ain’t worth two-shits from me
So here’s my last epiphany
The days of old are fading fast
And a new light shines across that world up your ass
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