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The Mad Orchid or Miss Anthrope

Sharks in the water
Surrounded by my suicide
Trouble with reality
My parents went ahead and lied

Telling me they love me,
While showing me they don’t
Will they ever change inside?
Chances are they won’t

All they’ve ever given me,
Keeps me full of rage
Piss away the things I need
My inheritance a cage

Maybe it’s just no one’s fault
Maybe it’s bad luck
Maybe I’m just dumb as rocks,
But I don’t give a f##k

So don’t be fooled by bourgeois charm,
Or think I need your touch
The truth is though we’ve never met,
I hate you just as much

Copyright © Ian Phillips | Year Posted 2013


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