ally with a lid on my head. heh. get it? ded. I keep kickin the shit out the bed like nah, not yet, I got wet socks, thicc debts and a thousand and unsent texts i still ain’t sent yet There are worms in this wood and shit, dont everybody wanna get fed? I’m like "get fucked, I ain’t fundin a feast for your kids." 'fucko'wn Red little digits-keep-blinkin; but wait...oh fuck look-the-meter-ain’t-broken-it’s-countin-the-cost-as-the lil bitch a i cocksucker digital fuckin-tickets-countin-up-tokens-yea-a-soul-ticket-so-wicked born out the mouth, kick-through-the-thicket-burning on entry "now boarding life, please present your ticket" I kick at at the door, try to take a peak the hole the spy but oh fuck better get back think i hear a click from inside, then my own fuckin voice tells me in a dry tone "nobody’s home. unless that is youre looking to fuckin die" I paid for a view of the sky—well, he lied; it’s a slit in the brick where the flies slide their lives for the nine eyes. Pride blinds lies bind minds eye confines cut ties despise the high price to become fuckin wise shut your heart when someone tries to pay a visit the flame inside died long a go but no one saw - they missed it oh well so sad thats rough lifes long move along do not be glum just humdeelumbumbum put the poison in some rum chase it down Told myself too tidy it up, yup tuck it in, shut the blinds, remove the sin, begin to show sign of a found single donatable fuck; but the room’s been gettin smaller with the walls already thin Those walls take a step, then the wardrobe takes two, and the voice in my head says through a stoinky grin "in the vent youll find a ladder, climb it until the air begins to thin the fall right off it doesnt matter" and then the laughter stars again I’m still on the line with my life stuck on hold, hearin some cunt 2 blocks away roll the dice. this is it, knew it was a mistake to sit, shit.. hum along with me while the ceiling begins to fall hummmmm hummmmm hummm humm humm hummmmmmm yes bitch I got jokes, smoke, i mope and im constantly runnin broke—just sit with me, its alright; you ain’t gotta fix it. i survived i fuckin lived it lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets get manic yea panic erratic straight static mind fuck rabbit just scattered with every recent thought that mattered best grabbit godammit without it were..... fucked yea fucked again by my head man im tired of these whislers wishing we was fuckin dead evil thought of hurt and shame echoes in my ears ringin every day - but hey atleast i got this music dawg a place to put the shit i need gone to talk about what happened then from wild abstractions to the center mark a place to finally rest the dead and then finally reoccupy my head I promise 2 stick around keep rockin this ok sound fuck listen to me getting all inspirational at the end there "reoccupy my head" yeah right, good luck with that bud - act a fool or fuckhead five minutes later and my brain's already tryna pick a fight with the silence sit still bitch just sit the fuck still Youre legs cant solve a riddle that keep locked in your mind will Sit still [Verse - Fast Hyphen-Burst into Slurred Run-On, Heavy Sub-Bass] Cause-the-second-that-you-stop-you-stop-n-stare in-at-the-clock-all-the-while-you-let-the-rot-in-the-cock-pit-it-starts-to-pick-at-the-lock-lock-lock upon the door and it's funny how quick you go straight from a breakthrough to wishing for nice cold floor Would that it might simply open and take yah no middle ground Nah nah nah nah nevah it's either hundred miles an hour out of town no middle ground im-stuck-in-the-mud-with-a-blown-out-fuse-and-nothing-to-lose-baby-choose Come on Whatcha got to loose? talkin bout "i survived, i lived it" yeah barely, bro—look at the state of the whip Burnt frame bent, alignment fucked, steering wheel shaking every time i hit fifty still driving tho still dragging the exhaust down the middle of the road tho making sparks in the dark just to let the whole neighborhood know tho no filter, no tact just a head full of static and a lung full of black trying-to-turn-all-the-damage-into-something-that-slaps-while-the-parasites-laugh-from-the-back-of-the-class-sing now "fuck 'em" "let 'em watch" i ain't putting on a show for the ghosts anymore if they want a piece of me they can scrape what's left off the ceiling walls n floor cause imma empty this clip in a rage spit the poison right back into my cage and whatever is left when the bass finally dies is just me and these bloodshot eyes yeah still here ain't pretty, ain't fixed just breathing fuck it "Let em watch" lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions lets fuck around - hit the town baby make some bad descisions la de glum da lum de dum daaaaa doo da lee dee daaa doo hummmmm hummmmm hummm humm humm hummmmmmm humdeelumbumbum put it in the page leave it on the lawn we done [End]
