A hatred I can not express when I look in your eyes
When your “cell” rings, you answer with a chirpy voice
Though I try so fucking hard, I can’t drown out your noise
So I glare at you intently, visions in my brain
Of the smile on my face, under me you’re maimed
A hacksaw driven through your face, policemen asking “How?”
The “cell” starts ringing loud again, just try to answer now
Corey wants feedback. Give Corey what he wants.
