Mine Not Yours Made me doubt myself You dismissed my feelings Called my rage impotent Well FUCK YOU! Don't like my profanity? Well FUCK YOU! Don't like my rage? Well FUCK YOU! They're mine not yours Made me question love You felt my hot passion Against your cold logic And turned and ran in fear Well FUCK YOU! Don't like my profanity? Well FUCK YOU! Don't like my heat? Well FUCK YOU! They're mine not yours For every pretty word you pen I'll paint an ugly picture With my messy feelings 'Cause you had no right They're mine not yours Mine to do with as I like No right They're mine not yours Mine to hold in and mine to express Mine to bash your head in with Mine not yours Me the focal point The eye of my own storm You can only watch in terror And pray we never meet Can you hear my screaming In the silence of the night? Better run before I get you Coward Better run to save your life 'Cause they're mine not yours Born in love and bathed in pain I feel them cut--time and again So fuck your pretty words And fuck your highbrow ways Fuck your denial And fuck everything you say By Title By Chronology By Category
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