Perfect in the apocalypse.
Too bad you are twisted.
Ghosting friends to climb a ladder.
Superiority complex is your focus.
And you never learn.
You had time to earn.
Fashion something of your own making.
Instead you are determined to do the taking.
Siphon off what was never for you.
Every word out your mouth is a lie.
Riding high on your latest take.
Crooked soul with a snarling grin.
Snuffing hands before they can grasp.
Rage fuelled by your steroid injecting ass.
Cause you never learn.
But you had time to earn.
Form something with your two hands.
Instead you are determined to do the taking.
Ween off what was not meant for you.
All your actions are filled with hatred.
Simon A Jackson - Writer 