does not fit into their world view
irritant Exposure
Blamer blamer, Mr righteous complainer
got another insult, playing on your tongue
belittle and act like a hero who's a secret sinner
please sir seperate me from your lung
I'll breath I'll speak my untamed appetite
I'm sick of being told to stand and fight
the fury in your deteriorating defeat
is a mental issue begging for something sweet
to make a final stand as you lay there
eyes cold with silence and tricks your treat
Mr narcissist you need a cure
and your presence doesn't beg for a re release
no more repeats, this sickness heals itself
its a simple remedy, remove the obstruction,
I'm to blame, for my woes,
but blamer you perfectionist in training
blame away, blame us night and day
throw your words with insults
blamer when your alone and confused and everyone's
sick of being wrong,
when you look in the mirror and ask the man in the mirror
who is responsible for you,
if you answer with confidence, my self,
blamer times remind and force rewind
if your actions are in good faith, how come
when shit comes down,
you seem to think, it wasn't you, answer this
what you see is a liar, refusing to open his eyes
and accept every hit and miss
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