I'm sick of all your goddamn penis bullshit So fucking dense and digustingly boring If I wasn't filled with so much sour pity I'd tell you to get a life and learn how to have a conversation. I'm sick of all your goddamn penis bullshit Atleast a female would say what's on her mind But you just stew and pout and act like an ass Just assuming I'll take the blame And rub your head and tell you it's all ok... Well fuck that shit, You just sit there and whine and call out names. I'm sick of all your goddamn penis bullshit If your head wasn't up your ass You'd probably have your mouth around you dick Just to get off every chance you get.. But you might as well stick in my ear because I'm tired of hearing all of this... And if you were just a little less vain When you saw yourself in the mirror. You'd see the reason why only one woman could love you.Birth sign: Gemini
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