If they push you Push back And go for the throat

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

You don’t know me You don’t own me You don’t show me Paradise Only tease me

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

We set out from our little town Across country, “We’re Phoenix bo… Reality! Rubber met ground At least there was a story found

Always late Mostly great That’s just how we roll. Got minute For a hit

I feel it is my heritage To see your essence, know your bed To think the truth inside your hea… Because that’s what your actions s…

I don’t see into future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass

Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout

Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing

The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence