Lyrics:
masturbatory tendencies are taking over me
It's no wonder I can't see
What's so great about me, but all that's good about you
Without my dopamine, what can I
Standing in the light
You're so self-congratulatory
So I guess you have the right to be so masturbatory
And like a man with his pet
You always
for the likes
Watch your friends turn to into psychiatrists overnight
Ego stroking it's masturbatory
So many Scars with none of the stories
Try to tape
On masturbatory apologies meant for you
I felt ugly
I wouldn't know validation
If she were lying in my bed
I poured gasoline
On a spark you were having
That I
Look at these fools falling all over themselves
With masturbatory self-congratulation
And hearing them speak is like a personal hell
On a level with
you as interesting as far as someone can throw you
As far as you keep being shrouded in your mystery
That is nothing except
Masturbatory
The truth
are plenty without who would want what you've got
But you are blind to it all, they are laughing at you, you fool
Masturbatory boy, you play with your
That's why your boy here is a showman
Now don't mistake how I glow with masturbatory self gloating
I've been spitting my whole life
Just ain't have
all my igbotic side out
Screaming - Yoooooo! Babim!
Ahhhhhhh like it
Haterade masturbatory, keep that to yourself
As big as you are I got tunnel vision,
focus on bruising you
Crushing your skull 'neath the dirt of the earth for your fraud
Whatever masochistic masturbatory fantasy
You have of me is
Ouroboros lives it's fucking best life
A disgusting display
Of self-masturbatory incest
Do I really have to watch this shit man?
I think that I'm gonna'
a joke, chill
I slid in those dm's though
I ain't timid, maybe kiddish I'll admit it
See the devil offered me sacrilegious pleasures
Masturbatory treasures,
need a little stimulation
Nothin' like a bit of new age objectification
Making ornaments and avatars
Of people propped on stages
Masturbatory inspiration
stings
I kept the karma receipts
Masochistic masturbatory items to get rid of
Useless trinkets of a recovering nostalgia victim
I like to think that all
hate in your masturbatory rage that
Now no one cares if you die
So call an ambulance and dump those pills
You say you'll kill yourself but we know you
a zone of masturbatory ego stoking
Brash and unfolding, peacocks preaching politics
And boasting philosophy
Filled to the brim with cheap mixer and gin
masturbatory amusement.
Nothing like paying for a four thousand
Dollar boob job on a third world slut
And have it ravaged by albino tigers.
While having
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