We can’t make everything right again
We can’t remove the danger and bad advice
We can’t take back the trauma or stop them from harming you
All we can do is say it’s going to be ok
We won’t gaslight again or look the other way
Call the empathy police
They lack in humanity
They are causing the tragedy
They don’t need to look after people
They live in privileged apathy and passivity
Like evil kings who rule over
Everybody
They had my dogs harmed
To terrorise me
For declining everything
Nothing is good about them
It’s just a shell to me
Lacking in empathy
They gaslight to hide his crimes
Only care about people in their prime
They are the shallow people of the gilded stage
All fake and shallow
People who can’t make true friend without a name
Look how they lie to themselves to feel guilt free
Everything comes with a fee for them
Everything is money
No way to see the real from the fantasy
Why harm the dogs of a women who didn’t want to be involved sexually
Wanting nothing to do with misogyny
It’s just like 4B
I will allow no man to touch me
While other men steal from me
It’s their complicity in crimes about animals
Hanging with the band in Byron
Spend years trying to get her to suicide
So it all looks like something it is not
He got his reward for harassment to death
Harassment because my company was too successful
F you are amazing we had to hide what you did for people
Because they are embezzling mon y
Lack of empathy
They were no good to me.
No good sexuality
They’ve lost their humanity.
Took all my money
So I can’t look good enough
They say I am too ugly for payment
Tell everyone I wouldn’t sleep with anyone
I know more than you do
Don’t let them lie to you
This was a crime spree
Larceny and embezzling
Don’t be involved with it by keeping crimes hidden
Ran from them and danger
So they had my dogs terrorised for kicks
So they could be scallywags
Like my dogs were before it
Until they took their joy and innocence away
But they look away from harm to women
They are a dime a dozen
Hope it catches up with them
Hope people see through them
What a shallow privilege fame is
Ruins who people who were great before their success made them unfeeling
Don’t worry your pretty little heads
After 1000 rapes I don’t want to see you again
After 1000 rapes I don’t want to see you again
After 1000 rapes I don’t want to see you again
Why head out and harm the dogs for stealing
Don’t worry your consciences you don’t have one
Nothing to say to the shallow men of Britain