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MISTER SUPERBEAST

 

HEAVY DUTY OVERTIME BY

MATTHEW DAVID KAMMERER

WITH

ASNARL AI

(Verse 1)

We were counting pennies, saving for a life

A little white house with a picket-fence vibe

You were talking diapers, I was working overtime

But the dreams you were dreaming, they weren't the same as mine

You saw a bigger diamond, a car that wasn't used

A vacation somewhere we couldn't lose

I gave you everything I had, every single dime

But it wasn't enough to make you stay and be mine.

(Chorus)

And that's the real reason, the truth they never tell

Why the cradles are empty and the birth rates fell

She wanted something you couldn't afford to buy

So she opened up her legs and became a whore for a new life

It ain't about the climate, it ain't about the stress

It's about a broken promise and a brand new dress

She sold her body for a taste of the good life

And left you with the ghosts of a sterile life.

(Verse 2)

I saw the new pictures, posted on the 'gram

With a man who's got a mansion and a five-star plan

Your smile's a little different, your eyes don't look the same

You traded in our future for a life of luxury and shame

You said you needed freedom, you said you needed space

But what you really needed was a bigger place

To store all the things that your new sugar daddy buys

While the family we could've had just withers and dies.

(Chorus)

And that's the real reason, the truth they never tell

Why the cradles are empty and the birth rates fell

She wanted something you couldn't afford to buy

So she opened up her legs and became a whore for a new life

It ain't about the climate, it ain't about the stress

It's about a broken promise and a brand new dress

She sold her body for a taste of the good life

And left you with the ghosts of a sterile life.

(Bridge)

They'll blame the men, they'll blame the economy

They'll blame the world for being too damn lonely

But they won't talk about the greed that lives inside

The kind of greed that makes a decent woman hide

From the vows she took and the love we knew

For a price tag, baby, that's all it ever was to you.

(Outro)

So go on, live it up in your gilded cage

You're just another number on a long, long page

Of women who chose cash over family

And wonder why the world's gone cold and empty

Yeah, you got what you wanted, but look at the cost

A generation of children that will never be born

Because she wanted something you wouldn't or couldn't afford

So she became a whore.

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WHAT'S THE DEAL

KAMP ASNARL: THE STORYTELLER SERIES

Dear young people

Stay the fuck away from me. I am not your savior, your mentor, or the daddy you never had. They're desperate for a fix, but I'll be the one calling the shots. They'll try to take me down, but I'll be the one walking away unscathed. Your need is a sickness, a cloying stench of desperation that I will not tolerate in my space. Don't look at me, don't talk to me, don't even think about me. You are gross, pathetic bastards, and the only thing I have to offer you is the cold, hard certainty that if you come any closer, you will regret it. Get the fuck out of my sight