You say this I say that We are caught in a rat trap Take a breath Step it back

People tell me not to think About my own demise But what if that’s the only thing That brightens up my eyes

I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted

Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside

I’m not the one That I should be I’m just the man You came to see Imperfect you

I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here

I’ll make you pucker And turn your stomach So take me with a grain of salt

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on

You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…

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

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…