Broken Record

I'm not in the mood, so save your speech.

There's nothing here for you to teach.

I've heard it all, I know the rules.

So leave the lessons to the schools.

It's nothing new, your words are old.

The exact same story is being told.

Keep yelling at me all you like.

Just know you've used up all your strike...

The balls I threw have passed your aim.

It's about damn time you quit the game.

This playing with minds won't do you good.

I'd give you a brain if I thought I could.

But like a broken record stuck on repeat.

My will is something you cannot defeat.

20/12/10
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Mother. Mother.