Savannah
Savannah your the source of all my stress
And you played me like a game of chess
Checkmate you know the rest
I will never back down and I will not digress
This was all written to express
How much i ****ing hate you is what i need to confess
In order to show you i must regress
Back to when it all started when you were who i tried to impress
you just told me you never cared nonetheless
I loved you, loved is the word i need to stress
I just found out the truth for so long i had to guess
I figured out that your satan i mean that with all disrespect
The worst part is that you know im correct
And as i recollect i was the victim of your self-deception
And you're the victim of my lyrical aggression
Now i look into my reflection
I cant figure out my direction
Theres a lot i can't say for your protection
So ill keep my mouth shut so theres no possible detection
My words are meant to break you and cause you to do a self inspection
I think its called an introspection
I hope i help you realize that you're the definition of imperfection
I want to make your happiness commit to a defection
Knowing you love someone else feels like a needle in my skin an injection
The needle is dirty and covered in an infection
I only say that because your a whore to my deepest recollection
I write these rhymes with a goal, to reverse your smiles direction
Can i ask you if i've reached my objection?
Copyright © Brody Brown | Year Posted 2014
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