It seems you always fucked me when I did something right.
It took me twelve years and you fucked me in a day.
The systems fucked up in every which way.
And it seems to decay, but you have to just stay.
School fucking sucks I hate it, it's gay.
Today, everything in my life just changed;
I plot, you forgot and became amazed.
But you couldn't forget for your authorities son;
or anyone else you just fucked me you won.
And I tried my best for twelve fucking years.
Contemplate and I watch as the demon appears
to take me away. So that everyday
I remember and dismember your misconducting way.
But I thought that in the end good things would happen to me
but I was wrong because the politics are full of fallacies.
Can't you see how you fucked up my life and fucked me?
So I say fuck you for ruining my dream.
Can't conceive contemplation, don't deserve diplomation.
Meant moderate maculation, won't waive wistfulation.
As I try to decide what to do with my life.
An image of you keeps popping up because I've
realized, why, their were shots at Columbine
and until this is fixed the fucking will never subside.
I say fuck (F to the U.C.K.)
F to the U.C.K. everything decays
and my thoughts are lost because of my misery
that you put me through, feelings of remorse that were crude.
But the award goes to, that same fucking dude.
No matter what I do, this shit won't change.
No matter who you screw, their life gets re-arranged.
But you don't give a shit, your fucking must quit.
I'm expired and tired of it, I admit.
Can't resent, all my fucks, cause I mean them literaly.
Don't decent, all your fucks, cause they are bitterely.
You bitch, that seems like the perfect communitie.
But that is seen through the publics illusive eye.
You lie all the time, and extenuate your faults.
You have destitute for the perfect vault.
So this is my fuck you in a laconic expresssion
but I forsaken my past and advise your viewer discretion.
I say fuck (F to the U.C.K.)
I'm bitten by you rabidly infecting me
by disecting me, and not protecting me
and this is affecting, my thoughts as I process the facts.
You work hard for others, but for me you half-ass.
Surpass to the future, cause the past can't be fixed.
I'm super, you prosecuter, so don't defend your shit
and turn it into mine or their fucking problem.
To reconcile, my file would end in trial and defile
of your job. FUCK! Don't you get the point by now
you fucked up, not them, so don't fucking wonder how.
You're the reason, don't stand up and try to defend.
I'm tired of silent protesting this is the end.
Don't amend, to make up for all of my life.
There's a time to back down, but this is a time to fight.
Your trite, on your comebacks, I scream and you shout
this system can never be beaten, so fuck it I"m out.
I say fuck (F to the U.C.K.)