Kiss the sleeping beauty as she vomits in your mouth. Way to go champ! On fire like some holy shit or the barbecue, say grace bitch. Disease on a stick with some salsa and a chip. Where you going dick? Running down the children before they get to day, live some life then waste a few. Venom shooting like the words of priestesses made of rain. Draw the point, be the same same same. You fit in shit so fly all over it. Disgust remorseless laugh tracks hiding all the details.
Wedge it in the trunk
hardcore track star
Feeling junk
suck it back from ya
Drivin’ in both lanes
pseudonyms change
bat shit and rap stars
cat fights in black bars
Coming into it
like a flaming chariot
dead mares, fireball eyes
do the same
bet or never try
Young hood
goats and drama
sermons going wrong
soul farmer
in an escalade
Kill an honor student
for the better grade
Rings getting deeper and the pictures stay the same
never learned how to play the game
ever after and it’s all the same
Wake the beast with a olfactory feast
trial run
drain stopper
master the shit, pain popper
Fear in the face with added gravity is where you search for tumors
caught up in all the ass, cash, and grabbing me
what the fuck happened
to the drag queen
all the aspartame
sweeten tracks for free
and now they’re after me
Not using effects, dim thoughts, or audio hits
animalistic tricks makes rims fall off of the shit
Drain it all over the sink
Make it klink
(Habit forming)
Using so many devices, lost track of all the vices
entices all the children to be born from desperate linens
Reading the bellies of sheep
out of the deep
(Habit forming)
Picking brains off the strip, double take Ricky Rick
business as you swell, the youth well…
Got it going, lips are moving, dropping bombs
everybody knows what’s going on
everybody knows what’s wrong
Crooked buildings crash into you down in the zoo
forsaken, never gonna throw Hail Marys now
dream another slit in the system’s bow
Sink the ship of lies before they set sail
dog and a rat, fucking cats living in this hell
(everybody)
(everybody)
Put some triangles in the soup why don’t you
Coffee grinds in neat little lines all set up for your baby
Frail and ruthless, hovering over consciousness
Trinities lie upside down with squares (only the cool kids know)
Dial tone
Foreign tongue
Mascarpone
Freeze my brain in chocolate syrup, keep my disposition.
(meanwhile in the cloud)
Business trips in coconut ships across seas of posing Dionysus’.
Rainbows wobbling with the weight of their golden nuggets.
Shoot ‘em down or learn to climb the air, sky is getting closer.
Furnished lairs await all the sitters, fancy chairs and all.
Prisms patiently passing the time.
Slip it in like a virgin, there’s more where that came from.
With all the beers and all the London dry gin, Mary still wasn’t trickin’ again.
Horse radish breath-taking, away from a lack of pheromones.
Morning soccer, that’s what you’d like to do.
Time and space shit-for-brains, there’s no food in these woods.
All aboard the sulk-train back to memoryville, they’re all there waiting.
Immortal and pure, growing more beautiful as the days go by.
Blank text says it all.
Special force is what you call it, she reigns.
Foster the fuck out of it alone if you have to, the fish ain’t dead yet.
Spears and sins keep the dream afloat in the dark waters of the night.
Magic you can grab it, stab it, force it down your throat
relate the distance clear for all the rabid ghosts
Drinking holy water till they tighten up the rope
tease the dream with tweezers
fight the fire with spit
leaking drama from the labels
stables of mares taking pictures
Aging in the dark
for every one to see
(Cream on it
stick it to ‘em
Trap it there
you’re ruined)
Blow your mind like an acid trip
used to look but now you sip
faded dreams through an IV
DRIIIIP
Every little peak at the end of the week
wandering off topic, get there quick and cop it
Washing shit thirty times until it’s clean
motorboat every fucking dream
Stereo picture on the beach
dark water in my brain
Dripping spinal tap
rewind that
Tripping like a poisoned rat passing out on a booby trap
how about that?
Just shat all over the track
give you nerve damage on your yoga mat
Petrifying grill got you stuck in a coma
tried to blast off, blew up on the sofa
serve me a pizza, shit
eyeing low like a hungry hippo
inspect the element, diseases relevant
Harvard trick
mirror lovin’
polo picture taking
Worrying along the way
thirsty for the bacon
I’m baking
shut it down
ate too much
to feed on cows
Foaming irish copping virus
small mind in a box of paper
talk to boys in broad daylight
all the time they try and rape her
any digits
wealthy midgets
meathead junk
will get you drunk
Please, so many VDs
got the king snake on your knees
Cut you off of life support sport
duffel bag you, keep it moving
all the time, the show’s improving
Screaming numbers with the top down
raining fires on the cops now
Lusting after all the gold, luscious lips, and getting old
see it in the crosshairs
game is for the boss players
Chopping the crop and put it in a feeding tube
so much is rotten that I’ve forgotten, I’m eating you
Cut my lip on a milky nipple
crabs get shot with rock
Kibbles and 8 bits for the same shit
cooling down, old and a bore
Draggin dookie on the dance floor
hang it up
hand it over
why the rush
rage cheeks
Young enough to hold down
replay hormonal growth spurts with sound
Junkie for feelings
security fishing
Door to the theives
steal all the beating
Something special for the live stream fluttering fast in and out like a day dream
pulling back on a moving truck, too young and restless to overstand
Traffic guard dressed in black getting dragged down the cobblestone
screams in the night down one story, another body of water to cross
Dunkin’ dough in the shit, no more left to play with
sprinkles and cream filling murdering the people
Have another bite and run run run
Man takes time to get there, lots of trials and years
offer her safety, grains of complacency
Very very very
