Poetry

Mommy's Little Hypocrite

Written by Hanson

You little hypocrite

You act like my friend

Then you stab me in the back

You make me feel sorry for you

Then you turn on me and ruin my life

You get drunk to get happy

Then you blame everyone for your sorrow

You drug yourself to make me think you haven't got a friend

But it won't work this time

The door is closed

You can't get in

The game has changed

You'll be a loser forever

You stupid little bitch

Now go cry to your mommy

And see if she cares

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My Sound-Proof Dimension

Written by Hanson

You lock me up

In your cradle of possession

You won't let me live

My misery is your obsession

Why can't I see what I want to see

Be what I want to be

Do what I want to do

Like every person wants to

Can I live my own life

Without your control?

I'm old enough now

I have my own soul

So let me be free

Without a damn curfew

Let me have some fun

It won't fucking hurt you

And as I storm out of the house

As I release some tension

I know I will never be locked up again

In my reality-proof dimension

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