An Ode...

Washed up Played out Definite of old news Fixated on glory days And respect that no one owes you Now you're the reject now Now you're the trend the consequence of pestilence costs you in the end When you forgot all you know you became one of them the consequence of pestilence costs you in the end Where are you now? Clique is non existent so your head has gotten thick when you think that you're Adonis but you're just a piece of shit and I'm pissing on your legacy and tension you create when you criticize the future but I never see your face Where are you now? Lost touch of what you once held close Becoming what you despised the most A fuckin sham of what you used to be, you turned your back on family