"You are my life", she said as I looked "And there ain't no way in which I celebrate That I live, only you the reason for me"
Fuck that you smelly slut cause, there ain't no way I'm going down that road with you bitch I'm much better looking than that
A very thin line between lovers and haters I scream, as I drag you nearer to the gates A line defined by mr. Norman Bates Your body ripped by my knife, we're at the gates
Take a look around you Great colors I smell Amazing
"Go get a life", I say to her who's life is based on pleasing me, Yeah I know it may be difficult actually doing it yourself
But you'll see as you grow old, that there ain't no way I'll spend my time on your patheticness I'm much better looking than that