My passtime's aggrivation

Cause I can't please you

And I grit my teeth with agitation

Im not pulling through

Everyline's not good enough

Wont make the grade

Im taken for a good for laughs scherade

Though I still parade my problems out

Its easier to stand up scream and shout



These are my words

You can't have them

This is my life

My personal hymn

This is my heart

Use it at will

For a good cause

Or a cheap thrill



Hit it with acceleration

From my hopes and my dreams

And I want to tell the whole nation

Just what it means

To stand in the face of something you love

And be told that youre not good enough

Youre skill is poor

And what is more

Something once five will be changed to four







Im holding the inkfilled daggar

I choose not to prolong

Embedded will be my message for you

Youll probably sing along

My pen has more clout

Than my mouth ever will

And when I aim with words

Im aiming to kill



So lets play a game, I'll roll the dice

And thats how many times I get to make a slice at you and make you hurt



Your heart can't hate what your eyes can't see



My heart you had from the very start








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