Aesthetic perfection

Motherfucker

Aesthetic perfection
They say I oughta be ashamed
For succumbing to the fruit
Love is so passe
But you throw me to the wolves
Decency and sympathy will never fill the hole
Tragedy and drama
An you threw away your soul
Holding back the insults that you've got coming to you
Try to feel compassion like my mother taught me to
But I'm just a sadist in every way
I've got to hear it
Got to see it
I just wanna say

You motherfucker
I hope you die you motherfucker
I hope you die you motherfucker
I hope you die you motherfucker

We're always turning off the lights
With the ones we're turning on
Why give me a break
When you could be getting off?
Turn your face and run away
From matters of the heart
Don't be so tame
You know the game
Just try to play the part
Gaudy little knickknacks that are strewn about the room
Dirty little secrets keep you hiding from the truth
Well I hate to say it
I'm built this way
You've gotta believe me
I mean it when I say

Just get it in your head that I'm finished with you
If you're gonna make a bed
Better lie in it, too
I'm saying it again
Hope I'm getting to you
If someone's gonna die than I really really hope it's you

You... You... You

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