Good Friends And A Bottle Of Pills

I fucked your girlfriend last night.While you snored and drooled, I fucked your love.She called me Daddy. And I called her baby when ISmacked her ass. I called her sugar when I ateHer alive till daylight. And I slept with her allOver me, from forehead to ribcage I dripper her ass.Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out someBrash fantasy, but no. You were knocked out. But we wereAll knocked out you know. In a wayI serve too many masters.We didn't know you'd break the bottle that the magicCame in to use those jagged shards to slit our wristsAnd neck. And you'd do it too, you're that kind of dude.But you wouldn't know what you were doing becauseI didn't, your girlfriend could have been a burnVictim, an amputee, a dead body. But god damn I wantedTo fuck.I'm serving too many fucking masters.[I told you. I told you motherfucker]