The Cold.

Wise Wiggles · 03-18-2013, 05:34 PM

Quadriplegics playing hot-cross Jesus
w/hop scotch genies, leap frogging demons
I'll eat your tots, teeter tottering thesis
Over a water logged allegiance of dry humor
Why you stare at my eye tumors? Wise loser
Nostrils can't catch the brute-ness I've fumed up
Remember us on your couch, mind's shroom-fucked
Nothing on, whilst our tongues down each other's tonsils
This is for the run-away points of a hundred convos
The war stricken environment of our beloved condo
Peep this chaos I'm melting in- day job of skeletons
Demoralizing oral hybrids hang off w/gelatin
Baller's blood boils to get the weight off then sell again
Tv clicker tour guiding our brain washed intelligence
My mind on vibrate as the skull shake
Was running outta steam then the cigs stole pace
Was going too slow to even pull brakes
Wasn't nothing to show for on this full plate
Whole weight nothing, Atlas, roll blades
Whole lot'a nothing going on behind this dull face
Been in this old cage, digging like mole caves
Don't matter what the toll say. Watch the coals blaze
As I burn bridges to stay warm on cold days
You must be retarded if you think I'ma fold ace
Garage shut- I like to sing
Rev the car up & die w/me,
..like the start of HotTub Time Machine
The stars just shine for me
I'm prank calling the hospital, insane golem
A-bombing as my Brain's thawing
Yo I hang-office space, talking in tank crossings
Blaze chronic in plane cock pits
This is to those Heath Ledgers trying to sleep better
The grief getters, scraping hearts on cheese shredders
Release setter, staining blood within each letter
At peace? Never.. This the cold.. Why you keep sweaters
The past? i pet it & nurture- blank out.. edited version
Lost my precious, that regrettable perfect
Can't even remember when my head isn't hurting
The moment our eyes touched was a special occurrence
Used to do shit to you while you slept like a medical surgeon

03-18-2013, 05:34 PM	#1
Wise Wiggles nok Su kow Join Date: Jan 2013 Posts: 4,505 Battle Record: 1-1 Rep Power: 51788022	The Cold. Quadriplegics playing hot-cross Jesus w/hop scotch genies, leap frogging demons I'll eat your tots, teeter tottering thesis Over a water logged allegiance of dry humor Why you stare at my eye tumors? Wise loser Nostrils can't catch the brute-ness I've fumed up Remember us on your couch, mind's shroom-fucked Nothing on, whilst our tongues down each other's tonsils This is for the run-away points of a hundred convos The war stricken environment of our beloved condo Peep this chaos I'm melting in- day job of skeletons Demoralizing oral hybrids hang off w/gelatin Baller's blood boils to get the weight off then sell again Tv clicker tour guiding our brain washed intelligence My mind on vibrate as the skull shake Was running outta steam then the cigs stole pace Was going too slow to even pull brakes Wasn't nothing to show for on this full plate Whole weight nothing, Atlas, roll blades Whole lot'a nothing going on behind this dull face Been in this old cage, digging like mole caves Don't matter what the toll say. Watch the coals blaze As I burn bridges to stay warm on cold days You must be retarded if you think I'ma fold ace Garage shut- I like to sing Rev the car up & die w/me, ..like the start of HotTub Time Machine The stars just shine for me I'm prank calling the hospital, insane golem A-bombing as my Brain's thawing Yo I hang-office space, talking in tank crossings Blaze chronic in plane cock pits This is to those Heath Ledgers trying to sleep better The grief getters, scraping hearts on cheese shredders Release setter, staining blood within each letter At peace? Never.. This the cold.. Why you keep sweaters The past? i pet it & nurture- blank out.. edited version Lost my precious, that regrettable perfect Can't even remember when my head isn't hurting The moment our eyes touched was a special occurrence Used to do shit to you while you slept like a medical surgeon __________________ "black as midnight..black as pitch blacker than the soul of the foulest witch"