Heartbreaker
First off
Let me state what’s obvious to see
When this little temptress came to me
Lacking something needed from her clueless main
Searching for pleasure in her torturing pain
Self-destructive
Lost
Rebellious to say the least
She gladly takes advantage of her extra long leash
Hates wasting time
Excitement a must!
Yesterday a drop of semen
Tomorrow a pile of dust
Scent of green and youthful trouble
That stare
I’m drunk
Forced to see double
What happens next
Ever so fine
Stripping her clothes as Kiedis strips her mind
Heads on fire
Matching her soul
She embraces me so she won’t feel cold
Looking up at me
Stunning breath taker
I cannot fall for this little heartbreaker
Pain is what came but relief walked out the door
Both of us knew there wouldn’t be more
As for the one who knew nothing at all?
Mum’s the word
She knows how hard he’ll fall
Would say she’s sorry
Trying to mend
But even she knows it’s just a four-letter word
With a “why” at the end
The Validity Effect
Does anyone hear that broken record playing in the background?
I can’t anymore
Doesn’t even enter one ear to come out the other
Auto-tune securely in the off position
I can see your blowhole from here
No sounds escaping
But your dry, cracked lips tell all
Making the same shapes over and over until we all dissolve
I see nothing of substance, colourful turds at best
Each more shiny than the last
They brighten up our lives
At least that’s what they keep repeating
What they keep repeating
What they keep repeating
Making slaves out of us all
The welcomed daily whippings of obedience
From the cruelest of master’s
Assuring we all act our best
The Validity Effect
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