Dead Man Walking II [ER] by Robby Richardson - HTML preview
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The first time was just for revenge
The second time was just to make me happy
The third time was to free my soul
Free me of your memory and the bullshit that you sold
Free me from my hatred that consumes me so
My friends beg for me to just let it go
But Michelle don’t you see
Despite all the years it’s been
Despite all the time that has passed
Despite your memory from the faded picture of my past
I still get frustrated with you…by you…in spite of you
A Seinfeld Davole flicking hair that clings to my tongue
Unacknowledging the plight but now clearly just for spite
When I keep seeing you doing things I don’t like
I still get aggravated by you
When I hear you haven’t changed a bit
And I hate your face…
And I hate your life…
And after all this time…
I still hate you
And I’m just going to dog on hating you
Why…
I just got 11 more hours to…
Diss, rip, deride…tease, taunt, mock, chide
Ridicule, haze, heckle…can’t keep it choked up all inside
Subject you to 11 more hours to just straight wrecking you
But all I can say is thank you…thank you for all the stories
Thank you for all of it…I’m not one to hog all the glory
Credit is due to a creditor true
There was so much to hate
What would be left to say
Whether it is the way you waddle
Balancing on that axis you wobble
It’s the squabbling and the cheating
The stealing and shady dealings
But Michelle can’t you see
My friend’s say to just put it to bed
But they don’t know what you’ve meant
You just keep my creative juices flowing…they overfill and teem
Creativity is the unforeseen
Crisis of the conscious arisen on my scene
Down the path we’re going have I deemed am I just being mean
I just got 11 free hours to…
Lampoon, razz, poke fun
Jeer, rag, joke on
Oh, please do go on
Satirize, minimize, ruin
I cleared my entire schedule to pencil you in
So, I got 11 free hours just to hound on my hate for you
My friends beg and plead to let it go
To think of the stories, I’m leaving untold
Wasting my time on this waste of my time
My friends beg I should stop that I’m a bully just teasing
And I just tell them I got my reasons
But like a faucet it just will never turn off
When its…
Here comes an idea…
Here comes a story…
Here comes a parody…
It brings me Oh so much more than financial prosperity
I just thought you should I know I STILL hate you
So, I dedicated these 11 hours to recalling back and just reminding you of that fact
THE END