Kariix W - Mental or 20th Nervous Breakdown (Re-Birth)

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I'm not just, I'm just intact.
I try though, even though I fail sometimes.
I wish I were a girl, a sociopath, intellect, extrovert,
uncaring, heartless. Deviant, suave, cold, impervious to pain,
FUCK people, it's all about dogs and that's plain.

Chow-Chow town
still puzzled, pondering, getting used
to (most likely)
rejection.

If all fails, I'm giving up on love
and I'll just focus on lust.

I rid you of guilt and of life and of strife.
Everything is fine now once you close your eyes now.
the hardships of hard times
can and will rob you blind.
Signs of eloquent chapters
literal meanings
lyrical stylings of cynical masterminds
I rid you of sin, the desire to win
in return for fame and riches
I yearn a cure for this symptom
treat me,
treat me better,
hand me treats,
trick me into submission.
I'm willing (ready) to abort this mission.
I rid you of anything and everything you bring
for I am the king of good riddance.

and now...
we wait...

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