Lyrics: Tyler Wasielewski Tavarez
Music: Tyler Wasielewski Tavarez
Mother****ers said I have no substance
HaHA, OKAY BITCH
You just another wasn’t
Lies by the dozen
Whatever helps you sleep with you constantly runnin from all of your problems
Like a rabid dog I will bite & I’ll gnaw them
Pouring gasoline on a fire that’s died
You just another wasn’t
You just another wasn’t
You just another wasn’t
You just another clone
A trooper with no home
You just another wasn’t
You just another wasn’t
How is that for some substance
Clutterting my soundcloud comments
I can’t even login to respond, it’s all automated now
IT’S SO FUNNY that you think that it makes me sad
hoesntly makes me think makes me rehash
my ideas and my concepts
what am i, if not honest
Writing out death sonnets
yall are ****in mad like I’m supposed to be a philospher
Yall dick riding gossipers
I made most you punk cunts famous
Now you don’t know what my name is
HA It’s me bitch
APPARITION6
wanna see ONI die, needa get that fix
I want syringe hit feelings
I want the fake ’s flesh peeling
Want you to shut the ****, work hard for my life you dreaming
You just another wasn’t
Lies by the dozen
Whatever helps you sleep with you constantly runnin from all of your problems
Like a rabid dog I will bite & I’ll gnaw them
Pouring gasoline on a fire that’s died