You're off the Market

Published on March 8, 2005 By propagandhi In Philosophy

You're off the Market the drinking soldier tells me in a romantic voice.
he amazes me with his simpleness

he tells me I'll get bored of him
like thats what he wants me to do
implant a seed and watch it grow
what seeds do I implant

he says he'll stay with me as long as I don't leave
he is so what I deserve
he can teach me what I am really worth
he can ultimately bore me

his eyes are everywhere except me
he says he's only joking
but who am I kidding

it feels so right
it feels so wrong
I can't take on his bisexual baggage
but I think I fucking love him

whats a niggah like me supposed to do?
decisions decisions decisions

going to England, perhaps that would be the answer
perhaps not

uggh, decisions decisions decisions
nani suru no?
that's right mother fuckas
nani suru no?

sou da ne.

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