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Witches & Patrons (or how to hate everyone in ten minutes)

from How to despise humanity in 7 lessons and a half by Déhà

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Unfortunately, the crops are not taking / the cops are still reaping / the bots are still dreaming
Fortunately, the witches are here, Starbucks and bling, always instagramming
"My iMac doesn't work / my iPhone is blocked / virus and flock / i need a charger I'm fucked!
Counting the minutes I've waited / exaggerated / hashtags well pasted / it's done, press and posted
Give me the likes, the comments, the hype / The stories well tagged, my name above yours, shitbag"

There's no way I would believe that you believe the stuff you say is true and real, be conscious and think
My girl, you're not a witch, you're just a glitch in a bad speech told by the greatest con artist there is

I caught you by surprise!
The minute you entered, I felt that you faltered because I'm a sorcerer
(I am them) bitch, there's nothing for you in the midst of those who know
You pretend so well, we know you're all fake, so true lies lie in the eyes of the modified

"oh my god, this might be the shit that i need to be me through the pics of a
super nice female, defending the women, pro roasting all men and again and
again, i exist in the premade text of a copy of a copy of a quote that
she found on Facebook, so don't gimme that look, what she said it shook me and it's so true"

Looking for a better lifestyle / Grass is greener on an iPad
Spreading all digital virii (as well as the real ones) can't you see the coming fuck up?
Exponential increase, old fun but now disease
I just wish you'd die by fire

Cutting the head of the many-faced witch for her sins against intelligence, humanity, savoir vivre and just for fucking decency

Ooh, you are now grounded, mademoiselle
You'll stay in your room, no WiFi, no phone, fucking hell
I've kept up with this shit, but you ain't shit, got no spirit
Think you're the shit, bitch you're my seed, hell a bad seed that grew up quickly, you're grounded three weeks

No I won't give you your phone back, cut it off
And don't you forget your shit homework, you've got a test in geography
I spoke with your teacher, she said your grades ain't shit
Make it four weeks

There's no way I would believe that you believe the stuff you say is true and real, be conscious and think
My girl, you're not a witch, you're just a glitch in a bad speech told by the greatest con artist there is

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I know your kind, the infamous great man
The one that saves the world, like a badass American
He creates a family, get a wife and kids that he beats
Because why the fuck not? and needs some online girl to get off

Serial masturbator, motherfucker without shame nor dignity
Pants down, phone on, hand down, tissues close, wife gone, kids gone, he comes, he comes
Get online, get hashtags like "free the nipple" in the bar
And like a predator, he chooses his prey and don't let go

"I'm a struggling middle-aged working man
I don't why I got in this situation, it doesn't feel right
My wife was nice, but the love has gone, she doesn't drink my cum
And why should I then suffer cause of her, and her lack of compromises?"

Because you're an asshole of the fucking god tier
You lack of fucking education, and you aim below sixteen
You ain't a sugar daddy, there's smegma on your peepee / you fucking rape them easy, and call a score without fee
You force these girls to send some nudes, you blackmail them with a future use, you fucking narcissistic pervert fucking piece of goddamn shit

I fucking hate you more than these stupid witches
And when you're fucking wrong, for sure you'll beat down that fucking bitch
I'm gonna educate your ass with sharp needles and pieces of glass
Motherfucker you won't die tonight, I won't be nice, for there are fates definitely worse than death

You won't die tonight at the gallows / We're gonna put a spell on you
We will make sure to clean shave your balls because / We're gonna put a spell on you
She will be there to watch you swallow / We're gonna put a spell on you
So be ready to watch them fall / we're gonna go middle-age on you

I'm fucking tired / I hope you stay alive / Get the fuck away from here / What you did on them we gon' do to you
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from How to despise humanity in 7 lessons and a half, released March 29, 2020

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