For you, they live
In quiet monastaries
For you, they wear
Whatever you want them to as long as it's short
They count to ten when you teach them how to drive
And when they're afraid they have you speak for them
All hail the king of intimidation
I cannot love this scum behavior
For you, we wax
We scale and chicken our legs
For you, we'd chew
Our nails if we had any left but fake to do it
We counted to ten temporarily it was
Something about how you talk down to me
All hail the king of intimidation
I cannot love this scum behavior
There are only comprimises for you kind and you don't want some
There's only so much we can do to make you rest assured
I am single
I am weary
You're just jealous
You're just confuse
You'll be sin now
You're not happy
You are petty
All hail the king of intimidation
I cannot love this scum behavior
He does not know what he has wrongly done
Forgive his sin the wrong behavior
You are captured
You are tortured
You knew better
You were tested
You were busted
You knew better
Are you happy?
Was it worth it?
