2002-01-10 | F.A.K.E. (FRAUDULENT ASSHOLES KILL EVERYTHING)

"dummy"

if i'm really a dummy

you should've never decided to hang out with me

you should've told me you hated all the things i was telling you

you should've told me to just eat and keep my mouth shut

but you didn't

you pretended to enjoy it

or you just retorted with a blank stare

i always saw the jealousy in your eyes

one time you even admitted it

you're the one that talks behind my back

not knowing somebody is trying to make a fool of you behind your back, doesn't make you an idiot

being such a weak person to have to resort to that, is being an idiot

you're lucky to even be called a person

you thought they would laugh along with you

but you're starting to lose their respect

if you ever had it

people can see the dishonesty in your eyes

and you think i'm the one making up stories

i never wanted to be cool

i never wanted to be accepted by you

i wasn't trying to show off

i only shared my stories with people that I thought would care

that's what friends are supposed to be for

so you may have felt like a real winner for a split second

but you're still in agony, because you just keep on adding more to that wall in front of you

the obstacles were all constructed by you

they can only be broken down if you change

i know you'll never apologize

i'm too nice

people wonder why i haven't ripped your head off

for one, i'm not that type of person

for another, i'd end up stooping to your level

and i just scraped myself off the ground floor

i don't want to be there again

the elevators only going up for me

your stuck in the stairwell trying to catch your breath

and wondering what you've proven, or solved with all your tactics

we may not have known you were this low, but we could see you were partially plastic

i should've known i couldn't trust someone who hates so much

i should've known that you're the type that just can't be touched

not that you're hard to break down

in a second, anyone could drive you out of this town

but you'll end up being ignored

i wonder how you ever had anyone aboard

we'll probably end up talking again

but i'll know forever, that i never had even a temporary friend

and that's your fault

it's too late to correct that now

why do you talk so much

no one cares about shit like that

your so vain you won't even admit you're fat

anyone who has ever fed your ego, in the way you want it to be fed

was probably as empty as you, or possibly even dead

i feel like a moron for ever trusting you, even though i didn't too much

i don't feel like a dummy for finding out what you're all about

maybe you should find out, too

and see that the one that was dumb is you

you act like you don't care

but i see your face sometimes, and i can tell you want to change

but you love thinking that you're sinister

even though you place fear in no one that we know

you think that this will get you somewhere

but you're headed for a very bumpy future, full of more contradictions

you thought you were being tough when you asked "have you ever shot someone?"

what does that have to do with being a man?

have you ever had a well drawn plan?

have you ever done anything positive with your hands?

you really need an overhaul

stop blaming everyone else for being stranded half way up your own wall

if i was really that dumb, you would've never asked me where i was coming from

all those times i gave you advice, and you had to think twice

but you threw it away later

just for a few seconds of false comraderie

with people who would later talk behind your back, too

they had to resort to that, because of the things you do

i hope that short stack of pride lasts you awhile, because you've got a long way to go to prove anything

there's not one person there, who you're better then

you haven't accomplished a thing

remember that the next time you feel good about yourself

but i know you never truly do

you have the self esteem of the cowardly lion

but you're tin, so he has more heart then you

you're a real fraudulent fuck

i wish you the worst of luck

- premature ejaculation | tantra +