You're an ugly shit faced waste of space.... At least be an ugly

Words are no where near as effective as money... Don't just tell

I love seeing you on your knees, so weak and eager to please

I’m up in the clouds, and you’re face down on the gravel…

Contemplating relapse? Think about it like this. You could die

You don't deserve anything... and yet here i am, blessing your

You've been waiting for the perfect moment to strike. Searching

I'm an intrusive thought... an erratic and exciting enigma. You

It's that time again where I pretend to serenade you, when really

You should always strive to serve better. To worship harder.

Just because you lose money, doesn't mean its a loss for you...

Just because you lose money, doesn't mean its a loss for you...

You’re just another faceless loser, begging to be used by Lola.