Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on
We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms
I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke
Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.
You showed me the switch And all that comes with it Karma’s a bitch
If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love
I’ve said some things that mean a… And said some things you should fo… I throw myself against the wall To see what sticks and what should…
I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted
I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want
Always late Mostly great That’s just how we roll. Got minute For a hit
Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny
It’s really hard to get inside My inner circle, past my spies But if you think it’s worth a try You just might find a paradise
You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…