It’s rather deceiving, but you have empties believing
Belief in your word that gives most people GERD
They ignore the shrew, deep inside of you
But why?
It’s a means to a screw
Legs that can’t be held together with surgical glue
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And you with your smile, like a crocodile
No substance to offer, just an empty coffer
Talk, talk, talk, with no walk, walk, walk
To what end?
To continue to squawk
To have others gawk
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Give us a break, you scream “I’m a fake!”
There’s no special tool when you’re tricking a fool
Try someone with smarts, they’ll see your black heart
But how?
Your air smells like fart
You’re a known Day Old Tart
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To clear the confusion and dismiss the illusion
Deciding to be kind, does not make one blind
Tolerance in advance, gives you a chance
To do what?
To rise above your self-made circumstance
But you failed to prove you wear the pants
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Do yourself a favor and get a new flavor
Your looks, not taboo, more like Mr. Magoo
Your sex appeal, in your head, not so real
Why so harsh?
When trash talking others is your meal
No one gives a shit how you feel
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It’s rather deceiving, but you have empties believing
They will spot the lie when the Kool-Aid runs dry
Then nothing is left, but a life of regret
How?
Happiness and love will die from neglect
Anyone left standing will be completely spent
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