1. |
For My Name
04:56
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I'm a laugh line ready for entry in any cheek
I'm a pastime you partake but you don't know what I mean
I'm attractive so pay attention when I speak
That ideology runs pretty deep...
I'm a stagecoach built from nuclear waste
I'm a prickly mess just call me cactus face
I'm a detailed drawing of twigs and leaves
It's value will define me
The outcome will be blinding
I'm a showman I'll show them how well my insides sing
Each organ like riptides, they drench my quest with dreams
These prophecies are probably here to help me be a better me
Only those with hate on tongue shall not be loved
I saw me as a conventional thing
No controversy, just worrying
My eyes were buried, my hands touched nothing,
my legs kicked back, my neck snapped
I saw me as a conventional thing
No controversy, just worrying
I'm the farthest from an artist at this moment it may seem
My name is all the music that I'm harboring
Parthenon-like I am not
I'm just the blueprints of historicals to be
Qualities translucent, I abuse it
Writing helped me not feel useless...
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2. |
Ghost
02:02
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Not perceived in your world
Your mind will unfurl a scared notion knowing my insides are showing
The sight of my complexion sends some stomachs down the vexed wind
Where my corpse shall rest in
The smell of decomposition sets in
Lets begin the poltergeisting
What you find most frightening I find most exciting
Like your diminished spotlighting
Act upon the delighted to move cross-country
and avoid my company
No pain derives from me
You can't hurt me you can't touch me
I'm a ghost I'm fucking nothing
Send those boasters fucking running
Talk and gloat is all your tongue reads
I'll show you want your tongue needs
Half a mutilation and some tongue rings
bleed through your eyes and whisper sweet nothings
Drive you to the brink of your constructing
End it there, pull some hair
Stab some eyes, grab my future
My demise.. is a non-existent thing
While yours I will bring then I'll haunt you...
Don't ask me if I've seen it, I've seen it
Don't ask me if I believe it, I believe it
It's something I can't explain in words..
but you can so tell me about your life and your family
and I wont even ask myself if I knew this was true
but if you came up to me then I probably wouldn't even believe you
and don't think about it religiously just think about the missing piece
The deceased are with me spiritually; forever my friends in eternity
I don't even think and I hardly breathe when I speak
and if you want me to believe then I believe that I can achieve
but their achievements just seem bleak
and now I've seen it, I believe it......
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3. |
Said Backwards
04:18
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(I am a man and I do what I can)
She walked across the crosswalk
Her body laced with hate from fame she wrought
The only destiny I see is death
I count my self more than I do the rest
She helped me grow and grow and I owe her life
Perhaps I shall turn shell into a beating heart
To feel complete I need to perceive my eyes as stars
( I grew and grew and grew and grew)
Several sestinas between us bottled up in magic
with a hint, a trace of tragic in taste
We waste nothing... but lovely somethings
Trying to find a laugh in paths with relaxed backs
And satisfied tracks with our hands imprinted on the slabs of gold
Shes bold, She told me, she believes in me, she sold me...
that nothings going to hold me....from...
Taking everything we desire, I transpire and yet we fade
I don't care if deadly the days stay we're just not so afraid
To dream and scream for scenes so serene it makes her heart sing
And all the things... she placed in past hands will now turn to sand
Only to confide in the washing of the tide
No demand for past scams and get-rich-quicks
I insist, I'll persist til Lake Mary-Anne's our land;
With an iron fist I'll conquer it
Get the gist or the guess
If it's not domination then it's not my best
I'll hold your hand on my chest
Know this heart will not rest
Til my death....and before
Your tears for security will be no more
(Deadly, but not so afraid)
I'll ensure our eyes will match constellations
Just be patient.......
One day they'll be paying for the words that I'm saying
Regardless of the target audience spent with neglect
My breath will wedge barriers and break their neck
Don't forget I'll direct every episode as an ode
to the day I eat M.C.s and explode
It's my turn to boast...because...
Being timid makes me livid
My central system is some sick shit
I am twisted on this scripture
Dirty hip shit, no transistor
Madness is my own elixir
Creep on words like it's your sister
And its more than your mind can handle
I will slay you in a dark booth
Fish fillet you with a shark tooth
You're as real as a cartoon
and I'm sorry it's the harsh truth
I am ready to be known and own this
I am ready to glow so behold this
And look into my eyes then you'll see forbidden skies
My whole life turned surprise
I foretold this...I own this....
(Deadly, but not so afraid)
I'm afraid
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4. |
Cash Out
03:49
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Claimed insane with rightly mentioned brainwaves
Ashamed of perfect personas, they're perfect and properly placed
And equip a trace of meddling settles in while the kettle is simmering
Start the madness, grab the notebook he's writing in
Hell begins, hell-bent... on this magic moment telling him he'll find comfort in topography and honesty
And honestly he's heaven sent
No detriment to others, big brothers
Mother's comfort no longer bent and set asunder
(Will you stay and excite me darling? I'm becoming these walls/ I'm becoming what I hate most)
Past lovers don't own stock in the exchange of his brain
He's insane but to my own extent
I'll fix that one day...
Any day or week when I spill through theses cheeks...
A different mindset, a new brain to leak, a new brain to seek,
A new style to run through
Knowing I'll just succumb to "Give up!" or "Your run's due!"
Positions of constituents not feeling this shit
Authorize my demise
Get back to your schooling and chivalry tiffs
Legit plethora of diction emitting from my verbal kitten
Clawing out from package handlers; just trying to make a living
"Sitting" set forth, scorned/adorned, lavished fucking citizen
My brain and brawn I work on to live like a kid again
I tried playing this in a different key but it didn't suit me
I am the best relative I know, I know, I know
(....Turn the page of recent relative state I degrade, I'm insane
just throw it away)
(A greater of facts...the picture I unwillingly snapped coincides with the spine that unwillingly cracks
Turn the page of recent relative state I degrade, just throw it away)
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5. |
Slash
04:31
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