Saturday, March 1, 2008

The Twelve Step Program to Successfully Identifying and Curing Cancer

Your selfishness is incurable
Your hatred is inoperable
Your today is terminal
Your faith is diseased
Your life is tainted
Your friends are carriers
Another Incident Death Skipped
You should be in his place
Your ears should be the ones burning
Fall apart like everyone you've hurt
If stoning was still legal, you'd be pulp
It's fair game
If it's your fault, let him take his shot
The only difference between this and russian roulette
Well, you know you're about to bite a bullet
Just swallow it
Take it like a man
Take it like a bitch
Take it in your ass
Like that "fag"
Like that "bitch"
They never knew you, vice versa
You never knew yourself
You still don't
You're scared of what you might find
You're scared your clique will kill you
The last bullet in the chamber
I can't believe you're still standing
Lousy aim or Bulletproof ignorance
I just can't believe, well i just can't believe that
Well i won't believe that you got away
Well you'll never get away
You're an infection and the doctor has found the cure
I'll be your doctor for the day

No comments: