MEAN CHILD
I know there's not much he cares about
I know he was bound to interfere
Full of decent designs, let me doubt
And still I have to endure that sneer
My mean child
Has tricked me in his killing embrace
So please have mercy and wipe my face
Though I'm not innocent
Gifted in turning love into hell
She leads me to fulfil her hunger
She damn knows how to empty my shell
To leave me bare with no desire
My mean child
Takes me apart against her sweet breast
So please have mercy and let me rest
Though I'm not innocent
I know you've got a fickle nature
You quietly laugh while slashing me
Got to plead only to get lower
Your staring at me so endlessly
My mean child
Nestling within my chest you're stretching
Please hold out your hand to which I'd cling
Though I'm not innocent
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