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WTF

Oh no, she's pregnant,

I know, I'll be violent!

Oh no, she's pregnant,

I know, I'll scream.

Oh no, I know, I'll be really stressful,

And take everything to the extreme.

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I'll throw her on the floor, sit on her stomach, and then I'll strangle her,

Take her phone and throw her on the streets. See if I care.

She says I'm like Kieron so, I know, I'll be twice as bad,

I'll leave her to sleep out in the snow and not even feel bad.

I'll tell her I'll leave her and I'll take our child far from here.

I'll tell her I'll kill our baby with stress, why wouldn't she let me come near?

I call her manipulating controlling liar, to prove she's the one that's mad,

I'll hit her and throw her around the room, that will prove I'll be a great dad!

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What the f**k, What the f**k!

What the f**k did I do!

What the f**k, What the f**k.

What the f**k's wrong with you!

What the f**k, What the f**k.

What the f**k did I do!

What the f**k.

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It's a bit weird how you grind your fist right upon my face,

Then through me all about the room and all around the place.

Then my jaw is jagged where your fist was, and now its saw,

But it can't of been from then, it must have been from before.

Then you do the same again, but on the other side,

And oh look surprise, surprise!

Now it appears there as-well when it wasn't there before,

I know this because last time I compared both the sides of my jaw.

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What the f**k, What the f**k!

What the f**k did I do!

What the f**k, What the f**k.

What the f**k's wrong with you!

What the f**k, What the f**k.

What the f**k did I do!

What the f**k.

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You're deliberately, hurting me,

To protect yourself.

Can't you see, it's not healthy,

And I'm scared for your mental health.

It's my mind that you want to twist,

I pray for a hug, and pay for a kiss.

I'm sorry to say how it is I feel,

Because when I do the demons reveal.

But...

You could have been a d**k any day,

But you were a d**k on my birthday.

You could have acted in anyway,

But you were a d**k, despite what you say.

Doesn't matter anyway,

'Cause that's just it, I don't want to stay . . . but I do.

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What the f**k, What the f**k!

What the f**ks wrong with me!

What the f**k, What the f**k.

Why the f**k can't I leave!?

What the f**k, What the f**k.

This is not healthy.

What the f**k!

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