Corrosive
The angst I'm trying to supress
Same as what you freely express
Bile's what I see when you undress
My ***** mode on button, don't press
Your so-called charm, so corrosive
Your so-called wit, not impressive
Daily default mode, offensive
Now I know why you're defensive
You don't know when and how to quit
With your ill ways and your ill wit
Stop saying love is what lies spit
Lie after lie, you don't admit
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