Cult

One-take
Impro, polemic
I'm gonna
Thrash on everyone
So I'll be
Waiting for your best
Insult
Thing is
That I am perfect
But everyone else is more
The only thing
I'm gonna have respect for
Is
Your
Cult!
Boy, I don't give a shit
About what you did
Last summer
'Cause last summer
I was working
My ass off
Just like
God
I don't give a damn
About your diploma
It doesn't make you
A better person
It doesn't make me think
You're smarter
Actually
It says
More about you
Than what's written on it
How can I process
That you've done
What I never did?
How can I accept
Your beauty
With all my necessity?
One
Gram
Of instantaneous poison
Everyone has incorporated
A pornographic notion
A don't give a shit
About your ass
A don't give a fuck
About your muscles
Because when it comes
To my body my tattooes
Are scars and I have one
Sick
Mind
How can I accept
That you
Have what I don't?
How can I process
Your beauty
When I panic at mirrors?
How can I accept
That I
Work and that you don't?
How can I process life
When it doesn't regulate?
Life
Gave you but it didn't
Regulate, my friend
Girl, I don't give a fuck
About your wedding ring
Because there's
Lots of people alone
And besides
It doesn't mean very much
After all
It's only made
To seal the seal
Am I right?
Am I wrong?
It's made to
Seal the fucking deal!
I couldn't care less
About who you're
Sleeping with
Because one of my
Dearest friends
Is sleeping on the streets
And now I don't know
Where he is
So when it comes to your
Gourmet fucking skills...
How can I accept
That you've done
What I never did?
How can I process
Your beauty
When I'm so ugly?
How can I accept
That I work
And that you don't?
How can I love life
When it's so unfair?
Thank you