Peek around a corner and you will see a psycho.
Wrapped up in disorder as he tries to distract from his own debauchery.
Are there any limits to actions that will be taken?
We all know the answers and they are entrenched firmly in a negative location.
Tear out an eye but you’ll still be screaming.
For too long this distraction tactic has been failing.
Only adds to calls that your mental state is compromised.
Crooks are the only ones who wish to wear an endless string of disguises.
All while breaching statements they made before.
After all they have to save their bacon from each fresh media storm.
Drown in the profits of all these lies that have been spoken.
Wade through shit of a type which you’ve been spouting.
Oust a monarch or maybe two then maybe they will forget how much you want to be one too.
Not an option but you’re dumb enough to believe it might just be a permanent reprieve.
Face consequences of your sordid actions.
Stop fobbing off each of your latest infractions.
Laws are not there to see how many you can break.
All while pretending it was an honest mistake.
Such a chump to think that most will swallow that kind of pill.
Disaster is your obsession and you bathe in that swill.
Where will it end no one can say.
To be truthful you should’ve drowned already.
But like a boomerang you keep coming back.
Maybe it’s time the rest of us should make a pact.
Sign into exclusion your braindead mob boss tactics.
A type so outdated you’re the only one trying to pretend it’s got traction.
Believing everyone is as crooked as you.
Well listen up chum we are all disgusted through and through.
It’s why you are the butt of every joke of the moment.
You don’t have a close runner up in terms of opponent.
Spewing bile and more overly obvious lies.
If you tried to lie straight you’d be bent like a hose line.
Coiling round until you meet yourself coming the opposite way.
Between your ears their is nothing but a vacuousness and decay.
Now do the decent thing for once and fall for good.
You are not being hunted or simply misunderstood.
What you are is worse than an infectious disease.
Spouting hatred with far to great of ease.
That is why you need to shuffle on by.
Tumble down into one of those pits you dug throughout your narcissistic life.
