Rotten

Filthy mouth, ok
Let me live, my way
Your thin combed hair
What's under there?
Ancient leather, wack
Peelin' skin, cracked
Green from the start
Just fall apart
You think that you know better but I disagree
You're fallin' from the tree
Your crooked locked up mind convoluted intertwined
It's bruised, it reeks

Your mind is
Rotten
Rotten

Filthy hands I'm repulsed,
Your lack of patience insults
The wannabe
Mediocrity
Thinks he owns his life
After takin' the dull knife
To the family tree
Animosity
He says that he knows better but I disagree
Too blind to see
He's runnin' helter skelter
His mind will set him free
But he's losin' sleep

Your mind is
Rotten
Rotten



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Dearellano
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