This wandered into my head as a sort of punchline looking for a setup, but I have no idea what to do with it. It sounds like a music lyric to me. Maybe from a Death Metal tune or a particularly rude Punk love song. I’m leaning more toward a Death Cab For Cutie song–slow and melodic, verse after subtle verse sung to an unnamed but extremely codependent “You” detailing increasingly egregious slights, insults, and abuses that “You” maybe hate yourself for craving; every verse ending in “Don’t scream until I stop” except for the last verse which tacks on “breathing”.
Or it could be a bumper sticker aimed at tailgaters, I dunno. How would you use the phrase?
I like your bumpersticker idea best, but I’m also hearing it in my head as a very specific lyric to a very vague thrash metal song, maybe by Slayer, or Metal Church, but mmm seems more early Overkill or early Megadethish to me. If it were something slow and melodic, I’m hearing it in a song by W.A.S.P.
I can picture a ham-fisted dental hygienist saying this a lot.
Sounds like something Blahzay Rose would sing.
Toolbox is quite disturbing.
[She was signed with ICP. I know they’re douches, but the girl’s got talent]