I live in a cold dead universe so what you rehearse dont concern me
I firstly form personal views then argue conversely
Tryina work out these, verbally nonsensical slurrings
into something deserving of me just versing they're lurking.
I'm perfectly capable of overworking the notes. If I
fire through once its nice, but if I cook doughs twice it's toast
I'm a ghost I dont get close, cant be seen, cant be understood
Find me under hoods trying flows times a hund-er-red
Its wonderous when I spit lyrically quick thunderous, dark,
I been this sick since that A-star in english lit, cant
extinguish it silence relinquish it harness,
the noise. Turn it down like Teresa, regardless.
Thats when I wanna actually just question the facts in a
frank manner and I'm making holes like dracula with a jackhammer
and his back covered and i'm never coming back from it cos I smashed all of this
sh*t, straight dashed all of this back where I got it
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