I know I shouldn’t use the word “hate”

I’m tryin
Mama said, you can’t say nothing nice
Be quiet
So I’ve been mime for weeks
But this meekness aint me
I’m tired of humble pie
I’m not lion, but need meat
I’m the nicest guy, um
You ever gonne meet
Till you hit my B side
Slice and dice you like beets
Tried to kill you with kindness
No dice, now I’m beat
Never mind all the niceness
Now on to plan B
Time to get on your level
Even if I need a shovel
Since you wanna dig a ditch
Let’s get dirty in this britch
You muckraker, hoe-caker
Looking for a Captain-Savior
Hope floats all around
If you can’t swim I’ll watch you drown
Tired of being the bigger person
Turned both cheeks, now they both hurting
I know one thing is for certain
My sanity, you are not worth it
Please grant me the serenity
To accept things unchanged, times infinity
And when this lame must be in my proximity
Please grant me the faith to fake affinity.

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