Hey fellas, ya feel me? *I got a screaming, naggin’ wife,* *Makes me wanna end my goddamn life,* *Go head for the kitchen, grab a knife,* *A quick end to all this suffering and strife.* *Her grating voice chills me to the bone,* *Why can’t I get some peace and quiet on my own?* *It just don’t matter how much I bitch and I moan,* *The only escape being perched on the porcelain throne.* Why she gotta criticise me all the damn time?* *Pick fights, throws fits, a constant hollering and whine,* *I bust my ass trying to save every nickel and dime,* *Nine to five, trying to stay alive. Is that my only crime?* *I can’t do nothing right, feel as useful as a concrete parachute,* *Anymore of that droning crap, I’mma give myself the boot,* *Down the road to the nearest bar, hoping she don’t give pursuit,* *God I pray they playing Russian Roulette tonight, just pull the trigger and shoot.* *Her voice is shrill, piercing as hell, if only I could shut down my brain,* *But life don’t give you no emergency cord, just keeps you enduring the pain,* *I was free long ago, when my home was my keep and these lands were mine to reign,* *But that one paper sign, on that small dotted line… Freedom just got flushed down the drain.* Hope you enjoyed this post, please look out for more on the way... (author: @ezzy)
