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Dee Swayn

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You're the reason that I hate myself
Don't come pressin on my doorbell
Shelves missin all the framed pictures
That I would burn once I got richer
After I throw you down a wishin well
Could you please just go to hell
I'll yell "f*ck you" straight to your face
Kill you off and I won't leave a trace

I can't even look at myself, without feeling ashamed
Cause all I can think about is how I want a new name 
If I see him, he's dead and I'm not fuckin playin
He gets no mercy from me, or a damn jury of peers
They'll think that I'm in the right, for cuttin his throat with some sheers 
I guess I'm just a monster huh
Like I'm some sort of mobster huh
Well if. you say some shit in public
Your ass'll look like a slaughter ha
I'm not insane I'm just a product of my screwed up life
Not worried about shit but I still carry around my knife
So if you don't like me or all the shit that I speak
Shove your tongue straight down your throat, while I murder this beat

You're the reason that I hate myself
Don't come pressin on my doorbell
Shelves missin all the framed pictures
That I would burn once I got richer
After I throw you down a wishin well
Could you please just go to hell
I'll yell "f*ck you" straight to your face
Kill you off and I won't leave a trace

Maybe I'm just being over dramatic
I wouldn't kill my dad, he'd be tied up in my attic
I'd keep him up there just to see if he was asthmatic
Then I'd pull out my fuckin hatchet, to make shit more traumatic
I'd put him through every little bit of pain that he caused me
He's the fuckin reason that I have all of these flaws in me
And now he's the reason I get so many applause and see
If I find him in the streets I'm gonna take of his jaw my g

You're the reason that I hate myself
Don't come pressin on my doorbell
Shelves missin all the framed pictures
That I would burn once I got richer
After I throw you down a wishin well
Could you please just go to hell
I'll yell "f*ck you" straight to your face
Kill you off and I won't leave a trace

If I find him and don't get all the answers I want
Imma go ahead and cut his motherfuckin head off
All this shit is such a mindfuck
Why am I stuck with all this badluck
You know what f*ck it I've had enough
It's no fault of mine that I sit in my room
And can't ever breathe just like I'm stuck in a tomb
It's all his fuckin fault that I do nothing but blast tunes
It'll be his fault, when I blow out his brain
Boom

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