Good Friends And A Bottle Of Pills

I fucked your girlfriend last night. 

While you snored and drooled, I fucked your love. 

She called me Daddy. And I called her baby when I 

Smacked her ass. I called her sugar when I ate 

Her alive till daylight. And I slept with her all 

Over me, from forehead to ribcage I'd ripper her ass. 

Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out some 

Brash fantasy, but no. You were knocked out. But we were 

All knocked out you know. In a way 



I serve too many masters. 



We didn't know you'd break the bottle that the magic 

Came in to use those jagged shards to slit our wrists 

And neck. And you'd do it too, you're that kind of dude. 

But you wouldn't know what you were doing because 

I didn't, your girlfriend could have been a burn 

Victim, an amputee, a dead body. But god damn I wanted 

To fuck. 



I'm serving too many fucking masters. 

[I told you. I told you motherfucker]