Now Your My Bitch

You think you can win.

With this cold.

Do you consider your ignorance.

A brilliant gift?

You think you can beat me.

As you smile with childish glee.

In your eyes you've won.

But this game is far from done.

Now it's my turn to have some fun.

You should of been wise.

You should have taken my advice.

Because now your trapped.

Trapped in this black vice.

Your times run thin.

Watch your world cave in.

As I bring this game to life.

And flush your life

Down, down with the rest of the shit.

Now your my bitch.

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