Sick
I am sick
Not tired
Not drunk
Just wired
Hardwired to you
Your retarded spark
Your neurons your charge
Your disguise so dark
Can I explain the unforgiven?
Without you I must disappear
Beside you I offer lust and leer
Within me you are insincere
Thoughtful words become my choke
I cry shameless tears of pleading
I have devolved to sick and tired
Of our unnecessary beating
And if you knock on my door?
I’ll slap you down front and back
You’re down and out for the count
All I am is precisely what you lack
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