Legal action from the man I battered
Nothing matters because I hatched then enacted plans
Supremely extreme, life’s a dream then you wake again in Eden
Which of the rivers do you kneel before
Carry twelve, the prince of swords is caught off guard
Not often you get TO cut the hand of a blade god
Not today either, leave a stomach splayed, guts displayed
Left my condom in the condo, she flagged it on it like a magnet
Slack tagged it, didn’t do anything about it, having my flowers
And plaudits for the first time since I bought the A4 pad to scribble on
I didn’t have a pillow to dribble on
At least I bagged it
Thought I was up a certain creek with no paddle
I’m no saint, not patrick, but that was bad out, flat out betrayal
She would have been alright to go insane, that’s a paddling
Hit me one hard enough to flatline for these heartrending crimes
Not only was the jimmy hat spied, found a thong and tights
Tied around a bedpost, I thought I was getting hooped outta bed, bros
But not a word from her, shucks off her robe and climbs in, close, it’s cold
Holds me as she would any other night, knowing I got me hole last night
With another woman not my wife, she must be burning inside
Maybe tonight she’s wired from shock or overtired, readying her armies to defile
Tomorrow, know I’m sleeping on time borrowed, her arm thrown over, my coffin lid
Coffin lips sin encapsulating
Skin of a forbidden Capulet prickling at a bristle.
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