haha i got hope I thought as I lose all style
reminiscent of john coltrane after he ran off the islei got no focus i can't care cause my brain is gone ------------------------
my eyes are like "where?"
obsession addiction unbountiful void
cognizant reduction of memories toyed
style over form when you lose it all to her thorns
nothing left but to let it out as you beckon for the end
you beg and you beg but the faces do not lend
themselves to enlightenment only agony and pain
as I cringe at every thought as I beg for her name
nothing left but to let it out as youve relapsed one two-
you're a nobody you're a peasant youre an obnoxious shrew
so many inner thoughts its damn hard when you wanna care
cause the thoughts just blow up within themselves and youre back here like
"where"?
haha its funny I got hope as I repeat the behginning
I mispelled that to build some character as I invite you to rekkoning
it doesn't matter anymore cause my egos been broken
i'm doing this for the world now cause i cant remember the last
blessing that was spoken
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