What goes around

I never wrote about you
I’m proud we’re not friends, and we’re through
My memories are lucky for me
Coz you are everything you said you wouldn’t be

"My conceptions are flawless, my arguments are placed stead,
your fucking wasted.” You’ve forgotten your faceless
"You can’t advocate the thing you can’t confess"
I’m fucking a messed dead.
"You’ve been arrested, and I’ve got a girl friend"
Oh shit I’m arrested. 
So happy for you, I don’t want to see your face again.

I’m so happy for you, you and your female impoesy, I’m happy you’ve gone
I don’t want to see your two bitch faces again.

And so you make you amends with lack of compassion, well fucking has your passion, your mistake was mine, I should have never made friends with a wimp.

The times that we fought I thought we finally had something we could forget.
Well I’m not surprised how you turned out. You were another person who that thought they had it worst. When I spit my rhymes to your fucking dead eyes you weren’t even listening. Or were you stuck with your friends finding a place to get your fingers wet.
Well they’re crinkled now I hope your fucked up-how? coz you’re piece of shit focused-boy-friend regret, and you never cared that you lost touch with your friends.

"Well I’ve got it ‘the best’ now, and I want to come back, and explain how I have it all sorted" I’m afraid I wont listen coz you left right after it opened. And you wonder why we avoid you. You’ll only be back when your broken.

"My conceptions are flawless, my arguments are placed stead,
your fucking wasted.” You’ve forgotten your faceless
"You can’t advocate the thing you can’t confess"
I’m fucking a messed dead.
"You’ve been arrested, and I’ve got a girl friend"
Oh shit I’m arrested. 
So happy for you, I don’t want to see your face again.

Well mate you were the worst “friend”. I hope for you the best death.

countexile:

You’re not an object!
Once you’ve done something you’ve not made someone!
You’re not a tool!
your calling list is just a printing pole of our subjects in unvacant hotels!

So what you made of
Of our social economic evolve
I’m just a suspect, of those tired of being alone.
Let me know oh oh…

countexile:

I said, “Cover me, if there is a fire
'cause I want you to burn first”

She screamed at me, “I want to be desired”
I said, “Easy girl, I know it hurts

Let’s all give thanks that I am a liar
'cause I got a feeling I just might get worse

Now there’s nothing wrong with you I’m just tired
And I’m in a mood for a brand new curse”

countexile:

I wanna die with the same dignity that horses get when they have won the race.

countexile:

There’s only so much that I can do .
It’s not reasonable to try the tilt
Oh and how much fun we have
Dodging and swooping
it’s a comedic shame
To bad what I say dies in vain.
They think it’s sobering
My lines intolerable
You focus is foreseeable
A picture perfect protection
Where they see you like a funeral
I’m a future prospect
A misinterpreted concept
Those who’ve chosen will

countexile:

Not sure if I’m shy or just sick of not being surprised

Yup its sick of being not suprised

countexile:

Relationships are a tool that can fuel the facade over my disguise 
Fulfill my ego I do what I do with unrelenting compromise 
When it’s all on the table you know I’ll be able to duck, dodge and run and hide 
got a good education in disinformation, adept at constructing lies.”

countexile:

If love is like a cancer (kill or be killed)
then sex is just a pill (I will I will)
well we’re making love to kill ourselves (kill or be killed)
and we’re fucking just to feel (I meant “heal” … aww fuck)

And if love is like a cancer (I’ve been there before)
and your sex is like a pill (I’m…

countexile:

You say you need a greater purpose.
I say you need to see what’s coming.
The road! To hell is! Paved with good intentions!

countexile:

Got a box of lies gonna get you high
With the words of wisdom that you need to hear
Got a big ass book and I’m not a crook
But I’ll take your guilt in the form of dollars.

Keep my Fingers crossed, I wanna be somewhere I belong
Never fold under pressure
Never mind how I got there

countexile:

It’s so fucking weird,
You speak of love so fluently.
You have ruined me.

countexile:

What do you wanna get mad about?
All your feelings won’t change the world

countexile:

Hearing you talk makes me want to shut my mouth.
So tell me who taught you to whisper with a voice so loud.

hmmm, should I go to Nana again, it was pretty intense

don’t see the world like you
Blinded or broken
Maybe I don’t see the truth
Over complicating is simple, complain in a complicated world.
Listen to your heart, listen to your soul.
Well I’m done.
You know I’ve been waiting for others to come.
I could die but what’s the point.
I could wake up everyday waiting for another tomorrow but I cannot live a life leading today.
Gandi never spoke of quick solutions.
Our existence is torture till we find our way.
Everyday pain is not the same,
We won’t move till we are shown the way.
I need to fix my social etiquette but I don’t know how.
I need to distribute density but I don’t know how?
But it’s okay