Texty
I'm not ur peace
I'm not your war
I'm not your paradise
I'm not your soul
I'm not your rest
I'm not your breath of life
Can u wake me from this dream
As soon as you decide
That you can't break me
U can't take down with your advice
Don't call me names I wasn't born with are you fuckin lame
I'm not your toy
I'm not your test
I'm not your pick up game
I will not bend until I break
And I am yours to claim
This sick desperation slowly driving me insane
I'm not your bitch
Just take a hint
Crying narcissist still not weaned
From your bad breath
No intellect
To your small penile fiend
Your eyes keep drifting no pussy grab I say
I guess I'll get that chance to kick some trump ass today
I'm not your bitch
Writer(s): Kittenhead
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