When FUN talks about martyrs

When FUN talks about martyrs

I assumed I was dicking my kid

And the guy who was in his bed.

Unless he meant some woman

Which I don’t think is the correct term

There are no women martyrs.

It’s a man’s job to die like a reject from hell

So yeah, that is my job.

I guess he’s still queer for daddy

And the invisible “ghost of you”

Pisses me off so much sometimes

That I go on anger kill cycles.

I use the justice program

And self defense.

Fuck.

I don’t even bring a gun.

BANG BANG, ON THE DOOR, BABY

 

Haha!!! Maus to the rescue!

We got a warrant for you fucknuts,

So are you going to try and shoot me?

What is that, like automatic 4 felons?

NO, IT MEANS YOUR FUCKING DEAD.

SO GO DIE FOR A PROJECT

Or stupid ass cause.

Like I told my recruiter,

Protesting = the last thing I’d ever do,

About anything.

What the fuck CAN you stand for,

But besides the white side of Christ.

You learned your troubles here

But when you need a role model

It’s someone who can’t normally stand you.

The stank and the breath

If you’re stealing my air

Just tuck yourself in a box for a few years.

Understand your own limbic system

TO NOT REQUIRE BLACK MARKET DRUGS

Like the insinuations

Are nearly forcing purchasing;

Buyers market

 

I can cut a melon four times

If I toss it in the air.

Wow, good trick.

All I do is kill guys with their own guns. FOR FUN.

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