Being Fooled

Life is a mess. Here I am being depressed

cos… she dubbed me creeper

but i never called her stripper.

She fucks us men so hard

We love her dang dead hard

She breaks our heart like.. what?

And we spend our life for her?

What the hell is this or that?

Love is cupid. Us all mad.

Stupid heart ain’t no our lad.

It cares for t-h-a-t trespassed lass.

Our hunger’s so high. She loves getting on high-sighs.

Her moan takes us so down

O’ yes, she spoils our crown.

We loose our image for her;

discard respect for loves

And she breaks our heart like… what?

But we dream of being loving-birds.

Our minds damn break the rules.

I see her naked in my damn pool.

We think that we so smart

But she knows what breaks our heart

She kills our vibes so hard;

tears us all like a deck of card.

She’s a queen. We, the carom board.

Damn! She rules our heart, unexplored.

Quebec Zech, she’s hot hot whore.

Money, her love. She’s less Mrs. Moore.

She breaks our heart and rules.

We aIn’t no student, but still being fooled.