Midnight Video (MV)

I don't want to be another inorganic mother f*cker
All I know is that in one hell of a cock sucker
Wait for me and I shall show you the time of your life
Tongue and cheek oh wait did I tell you I have a wife?
Don't worry she cool, our marriage is failing but it's cool
She sleeps around all the time
She took everything from me but this dime
Yeah, it's Canadian so what? I ain't gonna shut up about it

What the f*ck, I f*cked this up so easily
What the f*ck did I even think about it
All I know is that I need to think this through
And that I'm not gonna sleep tonight
I loved her with my heart but it got ripped from me
We live together but she brings other men home
Where the f*ck did I go wrong? is it the fact that
I'm indecisive or the fact that I flirt with every woman I look at
I'm controlling, easily jealous, and have psychopathic tendencies
Like the fact that she doesn't call me daddy anymore, what the f*ck?
Tieing up and tickling little bitches, that's sick man
Or maybe it's my god complex?
I feel worthless most days then god on the others
It could be anything

Guess I'll have to rinse and repeat
And never admit defeat
Hell it rapping to avoid the fact that I'm a fallacy and these vices never go away
If you keep repeating these problems, you're the problem and should fade
Once you think about that suicide becomes a problem
Then who would make money? I know for a fact it won't be him or her
She doesn't do any work, except that I want her to, I believe in them
I truly truly do and I wish that they would see it

Look at indecisive storytelling taking place
And I think that i could do something good? hell nah i'm just trying to not cry tonight
I get these ideas to avoid the fact that i hate myself, and think ill never amount to anything
There's a reason i stopped going to school
It broke me down and i broke myself down along with it. i was a shell left
I'm terrified to do that again, and think about university as a flaw
Oh well "i'll get deported if i dont go right?" i f*ckin hate myself
I wish i could stop, stop living, and stop everything

Guess i'll have to think it through, suffer it up and cry every night
Drugs are an outlet for people like me, to find themselves
I've already found myself but so what
Hey what happened to rhyming? i dont rhyme, i just wish i could hide myself in music
"Before you went home" mother f*ckers same reasons, choking n shit