
There's a devil on my shoulder
he's smiling
and he's not so small
he tells me things I should know
like
you know that girl
she fucks like an animal
and when she gets off
sometimes she thinks of you
sometimes she can almost taste you
can almost feel you between her lips
can almost feel your ravenous hands
can almost feel you inside her
yeah, almost
I feel like I need a shower
every time I look at her
dirty girl you're so busy
going the wrong way
you never saw me
tearing after you
what a waste of time
what a waste of breath
you're just a waste
but I don't seem to mind
there's a lesson here
and I refuse to learn it
there's a summary
and I don't think I found it
dirty girl
keep your hands to yourself
I am a man increasingly
made of something else
I don't want you
I don't need you
I've bled and cried and bled some more
I've bled out every human trait
now I'm nothing
but a shell in a mirror
living the life of a machine
living and dying and trying
like you've never seen.
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