Easy come easy go, we all wanna make decent dough
sortin through women gettin rid of all the sleezy hoes
if you can find one good enough to take home
in between the lust and right before the fake shows
It takes more than tits and ass to catch my attention
thats why my demise will be one of my own invention
I thank my dad for this twisted perception
and my mom for the common sense to see through my reflections
Everything is anything and anything is dust in the wind
thats why they all go to church cuz its a must that they sin
but you need to see religions just a business
and everytime you testify you help to spread the sickness
So can i get a witness, a witless giftless
cancerous tumor spreadin faster than cigarettes
we're gettin wrecked and we dont even know it
theres one chance in life i really hope you dont blow it
your all a bunch of dicks so be a dick or eat a dick
dont you see the shit they feed us with
we've reached the tip we're eating shit
i'm sick of this deceitfulness
its devious how they're leadin us
for all they care we could be eating bugs
we're sleepy drunks worthless creepy fucks
i'm a wordsmith in need of a little dreamy love
but sometimes it seems my eyes have seen enough
what is it about life that makes it really tough
when the going gets rough its time to free the buzz
its meaningless like freedom is
we're getting killed like screaming pigs
dead and polluted left with wounded bleeding kids
I'll take the first shot if it would stop me from feeling pist
the more you feed the demons the more it seems that they exist
its silent excitement when i write my mind likes it
i used to try and hide it i can no longer fight it
i got the right stuff when i write stuff
my lights covered in white dust
its like rust slowing down my momentum
wait here a minute while i go out and get em
i'll bait the hook and cast my line
and see what kind of trash i can catch this time
mostly its worthless but sometimes its worth keeping
ever since my birth its like the universe is cursed sleeping
i slide through the peep hole im like a rocky horror creep show
workin bread factories so i can make cheap dough
i wake quick but fall asleep slow
my life like a repo my bird chirps a sweet crow
its dark for night time go to sleep at the right time
i dream the sun might shine photons on my mind
i use this book to document my courageous
so when my lifes done i'll go to hell armed and dangerous
this is the light of knowledge passed down from the ancients
its survived the timeline from the dark to light ages
its ageless worth more than being rich and famous
i wander aimless naked cuz im a shameless pagan
with plenty of goals and i've been known to aim big
sold my soul long ago for these poems and a basement
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