It's hard to upgrade from this~

Fuck the day that we fucking met Fuck the memories I can’t forget Fuck the times we fucking shared Fuck the claims you fucking cared Fuck the tears I fucking cried Fuck the things you fucking hide You’re fucking twisted and fucking bent Fuck all those I love yous you fucking sent So fucking run, fucking hide I’ll make you wish you fucking died Take fucking one from fucking two that equals me not fucking you I’m fucking tired, I’m fucking beat So fucking grow up and let me be And always remember that you’ll never meet Another motha fucka quite like me!