Don't hold. Don't hold. Don't hold. Don't hold.
Don't hold. Don't hold out on the weird ass weather.
Don't fret about the fear— go out and get together.
Nobody dies from AIDS— just go out and get together.
The pastor fucked his daughter— they went out and got together.
This boy don't really like me— but we went and got together.
We didn't hold for something perfect— we held on for something better
And each day I feel us getting better and better.
Oh, I shall follow
Until I dig out that desert
Or the fleeing, out with the reactionaries
The man who'll tell me what it means.
Ratking's asking why I'm so goddamn mean,
She's asking why she likes hopping on dick so much,
"Everyone agrees with you, why're you still so mean?"
I really can't cum the way she's staring at me—
Down under the tunnels, in the scalp of the night,
In the hands of God, in the clasp of the light, he says,
Something about genetics idk.
Yes, you've found a meaning and you're got some insight,
And you've sacrificed so much to become some special guy.
Do you think that's enough to make me not mind?
To make me forget about it? To make it alright?
No, no. I don't think that's right, I don't think—
I don't think— I don't think that's very right—
I don't think— I don't think— I don't think—
I don't think that's very right.
Sex sometimes is letting you
Cut thatched things into your skin.
And it doesn’t give me any pleasure, really
You give me less than what I started with.
There’s no joy to come from
Being born out of tradition. Standing there
Staring in awe that I let another creature
Do this kind of thing to me– repeat that motherly thing with me.
Yes I stare in awe, pretending that it hurts, but
Really there’s no feeling there at all.
Lying there watching you lick
The blood off your paws.
Malformed man he died in the womb
Scary bad man he doesn't get written
Dumbass man says, "I see the vision"
Lazy man says, "I see what you're going for"
Flat ass men all get overridden
I get like that too sometimes at the fisting club
Smart ass men gave you television
Bad man tells you to turn that shit off
The ladyman died when I was thirteen
Now I work for money and I'm far too busy
Being an adult is when you're far too busy
Somebody cried, you couldn't miss him if you tried
But I don't miss much at this point in my life.
I guess you found me, I guess you did
I'm not as clever as when I was a kid.
It's just a few things, they've got a solid form now
So I know what I can expect from you.
Oh, McKenna! Can you scrawl your polish
All the way down my bedroom wall?
'Cause I'm grasping, man! I'm grasping! All too much of it all!
McKenna! Please god, help me out right now!
'Cause I stole the few things that made me interesting
And I lost the rest when I got out!
Oh, Jordaan, can you shut up for the rest of your life
Nobody cares a thing for you now!
Oh fuck you man, you don't listen for shit
You just say that's fair, man, I don't say anything.
Oh that's fair, oh no! That's not fair!
It's not fair! It's not fair!
Everybody knows you and a few really care.
He looked back from the bridge
And nobody was there
No, no, no, no—
Nobody was there.
No more working for a worthless endeavor
Got enough cash that I can fuck off forever.
Fluff the dumb feeling in the back of my mind
–blow my brains out at the traffic light.
Alcohol and friends, yes they can give something
They drudge up wickedness, build my empathy.
They've never died so slowly, never stopped to think
Don't ring me on weekends and don't cut me out this dream–
pillar
Oh, so melancholy
Oh, so sorry— oh, you're nothing
Oh, I'm sorry. Are you nothing today?
You're not so ugly, you're very normal.
You don't care that much, it makes me so sorry.
I miss very much, it's nothing to tell you
Enjoy yourself!
And you won't find what you want with me,
So go and go endeavor— Go get enough money to
fuck off forever.
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