Shark Week

Enough is enough is enough
I'm calling your bluff
I simply can't keep bending to adjust while you're up above
I mistake lust for intimate love
Invalid and busted, intricately deconstructed
Self worth is at a low, self hate just above it
Striving to be a better me but wind up a casualty
"Happiness" I miss cause I can't touch it, so fuck it
All settings are low, I can't adjust it
Trying to get blood from a stone when I ask for substance
It's dirty, the shots below the belt you take to hurt me
But I'm learning, and now I'm on fire because of the way that you burned me
Tables is turning, haters concerned that they are just toys
Making the idiots feel like Furbies, they never learn, no, they just avoid
Every girl and boy, every action that passes has got me annoyed
Matter of fact I lack the sensibility to not leave you destroyed
My tank is on empty, full of rage...do not tempt me
I leave you toothless like meth, Tweak
To me you're just red meat... a casualty.
A no calorie treat for beasts on Shark Week
It's a drag on my soul
When you don't let go
Won't let me fly
Would you rather see me die
Laughing at my need for liberty
While you're directing my life
Enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough
I'm calling your bluff
I simply cannot keep bending while you're up above
I mistake lust for intimate love
I cannot talk about this anymore ...preparing for war
Keepin my mouth shut and slip in the door, I can't give myself up
I'm going on tour... I'll keep my health up, it's not that I'm fed up, I'm just getting bored
It's like my momentum becomes calcified if I divide my time
And try to keep something alive that I don't even fucking adore, it becomes a chore
Every time I try to learn more
A faucet of sheer anger and force
You wanna work on this shit now
I'm begging for a labored divorce
At least I know that when I'm done, I won against the wrath of a whore
Back stabbed and stabbed some more
A few patches then back to violent recourse
But whenever I dip you know how to get me back
You know the buttons to press to make me defend my acts
To descend and bask in the reality of the reaction
You made me react in a narcissistic fashion
But I'm laughing, it could've been good, you had it all but you wanted more
Thinking you making it rich, bitch nah, you making it poor
I got my head straight not waiting for approval
Never looking back when you attack me with your fuckin' voodoo, bitch you COO COO
It's a drag on my soul
When you don't let go
Won't let me fly
Would you rather see me die
Laughing at my need for liberty
While you're directing my life
Enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough
I'm calling your bluff
I simply cannot keep bending while you're up above
I mistake lust for intimate love