Take a Bow

God, I fucking hate you,
And all that you say.
It has to be done with your permission;
Your way.
Just fucking die already
And leave me alone;
I'd rather live on pins and needles
Than in your house of stone.
You crude fucking bitch,
spewing out those lies;
What gets past him
Stops at these eyes,
I see your motive
And what you need;
And I'll follow whatever,
But not if you lead.
Just get the fuck out
Of my face and my ears,
Because everytime you speak
You motivate my fears.
I can't say what I want
because your fucking mind
Is blocked by ignorance
And you're fucking blind.
You'd outcast your own daughter
If she's not your clone,
Because you think of yourself
As absolute perfection alone.
Go crawl in a hole,
You miserable witch,
Cause when God strikes you dead,
I'm not diggin' your ditch.
I'm sick of your shit,
You self-conceited bat;
I'm done with your ego;
I'll crush it flat.
I'd watch you fall,
From ten-thousand feet,
Because; after all;
You've got me beat.
You're the best of 'em all, right?
You don't need my help.
And your cries are like music;
Along with your yelps.
I'll take out my anger,
On my notebook for now,
So, you win, you bitch;
Go on, take a bow.