Haunted house. You vomit clouds? They ghosts
they wander miles. & disappear, halo gearing, liquid feaR.
ReeFer savage, killing people with kindness hatchets
you lock your doors and shut your blinds to this kind of racket
white, cold & passive. This ice glows, lights float-it's magic
lol, really? You ain't pyscho, you faggots
Seasons pass. Evening blast.
Fuck it, grow face. Grow horns-w/the bills goats
eating grass. Sneezing ash. Breathing.
dabs. Git this nifty little nicotine freedom patch
lsd feed me labs. side job: fucking wives for easy cash
my girl ^ sees that she beats my ass
most yall got your third eye patched
your world's like trash. I mean, these pearls might hatch
lost in lotteries, coughing eulogys, mentally
as if all these funerals meant for me.
spit that fresh shit to boost sterile melody
noose. narrow. gentle. swing...
get it, time? Now o'clock
eat your snow cone off that icing on the mountain top
crying rivers in between the trees & cows & crops
of course depth scary (lol), over a thousand-hot
Shucks, thunder run kinda sly
Lol all tough until that abrupt suckerpunch blindest..
Pysche. Forget to live inside a second.
this weapon, this moment
hindsight, I spy signs before legible notice
making sure my family crest never corroding
you better explode when your given a talent
just take it easy, relax, remember the balance
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"black as midnight..black as pitch
blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"
Last edited by Wise Wiggles; 05-12-2015 at 07:26 PM.
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