Punk
Life in the dark
A courtesan cherish her rose as her life
The pedal collapses
The chamber giving her grief
All of the little reenactments
Can I begin?
Swing open the oak door
I was making a friend
Lacing a figure Manila the hemp
Eager to make do with the jute
I can come in any contact and repair
Sizzle from cortisol
I can be the silk in your pillow or a somniferous asshole
With the exception of you the key to my soul requires a USB shoot
I can now flutter the shades cut corners into the ties giving me meaning to hang onto life
Habits on habits to hell for you to give me your hand and handlebars fell
The chain hanging off of the buckles
Like cattle with bells
Caught the eclipse
The visual premise of my solar remediation
The first Friday of months is what I look forward to I could be breaking
You put it on god with a higher octave that I know you're not used to
I put it on solace where the flats can sharpen acoustics
You see I own my very alone electrical lady
She describes my fate as an experience a dollar short to living the divinity of Domus
I'm demanding the truth I idolize Thomas
Running the maze as I grieve
With tar lining the wrinkles thus cut up my feet
I feel like Saint Thomas
ts-ts-ts-ts
I'm nearly my favorite sedative
second to bedding my woman repetitive
I ts-ts-ts-scribble with led I can appear in her primitive
I put my faith in the Feather of the Ma'at
When lining the stanzas in conjuring white
I'm sniffing from paint cleaning how Cinderella wouldve thought that she ain't
Instead of fate
Cold shoulder to shoulder without her pupils I can follow
I fall asleep against the stimuli
Because the tourniquet
Alcohol swabs mimicked the stench of my body
Bet you didn't have a sterile cooker
post injection was my remedy
I stale out my tar with Saline
What does that mean
Your answer is good as my question cause they both don't mean anything
Don't flinch the camera flash on the scene
Where you see a glass I see a canteen
Rum and whisky make do the picture in puzzle
In my oxygen bubble
Oxy lining the atmosphere and with that I can break throughput me out of the rubble
She gesturing me like the mime
My knuckles laid flat on the table
Glance at the time, my watch is relentless in ticking, and tick tick, it's ritualistic
I left a few dollars behind, drink in the glass, with the backdrop, game of the Pistons
Listener, buckle your belt, if you're able, let's go live a hell of a life
I swiveled the chair one hundred and eighty degrees
Pool cues were the high hats, foolish clues girls wearing moccasins
I left right, two stepping, repeating the fire until your feet proxy to mine
I labelled my lady that night, electric, my lady that night, we swished, and drank away strife
You're a bad choice, bad poison, by my side, babe, our planet is oyster
But it all just decays over time, tick tick, we're on the bad choice road
Bad boys, I articulate, bad boys, apprehension to do as you oinking
My position already anointed, seems my decisions already have pointed
A baggie, your pockets were pointed at
Your shame, blatantly weaving the rays of the kodaks
A collection of particles lined, the dollar I lent was an agent, a death wish
A method to brake from the peasantry, mad cats, and the critical skeptics
I oscillate, teetered destruction
We're on a bad choice
Bad choice road
You thought i was done
This lady is more than a pun
A pawn can become what it want
I was a pawn once
4th down, I wont punt
A star down, I wont run
A pitcher throws, I wont bunt
A truck comes, I wont budge
Me feet have been planted
All I behavior erratic
You see, inside a star you can find electricity
Radio waves remain static
Bet on myself I got talent
I pity this lady, romantic
This lady discussing semantics
Attractive are rappers
She into Pluto like planet
Strong arms, hand cannons
We finish our game at the table
I'm ducking the questions on labels
She's pleasantly living out fables
The coke got her higher than Abel
This kind of behavior enabled
Unexpected trip like hidden cables
This bad choice will later be dealt with
Bad choice
Bad bad bad