[Wise Wiggles]

Why so picky? 6 million? miney moe ways to die..
The fun is for both..Infatuated, our love is just gross
Real life flesh. Feels like death as a gust of it blows,
And caresses your neck like the cusp of a rose
Is the outfit old, or are you the dust in your clothes?

Already felt this before, so the passion's a clone
Back-handed growth. Time's stagnant & stoned
Waiting for love's bleeding ocean to crash in the home
Monologue of memories. Was I acting alone?
Just a product of Gossip? An elaborate hoax?
Now'adays chicks are as orange & plastic as cones
Keeping up with the funk, this coagulative Jones
Stops weeds from sprouting in the cracks of my bones

Cry. Capture cores. Lie. Laughter. More.
Mind. Matter. Doors. Sky shatters shores
Life after war? Nights after yours. Lovers/soldiers
Do cradles foreshadow graves? Do tombstones hover over?
Hello bender! Tell the tender to Red Rover me
I wanna really feel all that death cobra's leak
The point of all these drunken tales sketched soberly?
No toys allowed. Only islands where we forget broken dreams
Cuz here, cannibals eat their hearts out at the chest openings
Can't write you away. Is that how regrets supposed to be?
Best I ever had?! That's even a stretch'fa yoga peeps
It's when you notice idle hands, man tends'ta over think
It's cool right? when all your friends are drunk & in bloom
But waking up like: fuck! The light! Is the sun in my room?
Old folks? Can't help to think I'll be one of 'em soon
I mean, it might seem far now.. But all'a sudden it's zooooom
Or nuke clouds blanket huge towns. Find comfort in doom?
That night when you NEED to see, so stubborn's the moon
Watch that fucker go boom as God tidies up with a broom
Heard that love's a cocoon.. like it changes outlooks on shit
But is it a strong enough bond if your house took a hit?
I spit loud. Dog ears, that stuff that sound couldn't pitch

Face rash, wind burn- beware of the chill
Mesmerized by stars, we stare at the filth
Get comfortable, pull up a chair if you will
Jar head, scars left w/tongue's paired in the dill
Welcome to the land of the free- America kills
That's us, tag up- turning bears into quilts
Rhymes that bleed, dying breed- that terrible ill
This the cut, get it off for the pound shredders
ok ok ok ok O, I make it rain- this sound weather
Want shine? I'll give my pen up right about.. never
I've seen blind that know their way around better
When the ground Tremors, hit up the mountain
We're all young at heart? This disrupts the fountain
Wooooo. On fire but don't know wtf I'm doused in
Hammer time, duh nuh nuh nuh- Can't touch the clown grin
Aging lab rats, breaking our backs'ta never see 100,000

This musical's delusional, invented madness a'drift
Under'the weather? Pen stays up in medicine cabinets, sick.
Skeletons ravage the script, can never shoe 'em away
On some saving something for later? Better use it today
End's close, pen's dope. You fiends try injecting the ink
This salt-water, ship-wrecked'fa weeks. I am tempted to drink
Saddened clown, casted out.. This is mutiny's charm
My moon, sea & stars. I guess one taste won't do any harm?
Crew's dead. Solitary's a guillotine, trying not'ta lose head
I'm goosed, yet I'm used'ta hiding inside these blue depths