Hes pounding back those Oxys.
Dandelion petals they’re toxic.
Bite down ******* that barbed wire.
So that inside you can feel the fire.
They say don’t take candy from strangers
But it’s Halloween
and I wanna change her.
Candy canes In your stocking
Causing nausea since 1990.
Poppy petals in your hair
Tell me where we landed from there.
Black beauty just busted the door
Her name is Addy.
and she’s taking the floor.
Hey we’ve landed on cloud nine.
Time to see that vanilla sky.
Brought back a couple of moon rocks.
I swear I saw a tic tok clock.
My favorite kind are Kit Kats.
Can’t deny that relapse.
Please get your facts.
No one here stays in tact.
My best friend is Cheshire Cat.
Don’t worry
we’re all mad at that.

I doubt your inhibitions
cause I know you make bad decisions.
Impulsivity is your crime
You can change your mind
At the flip of a dime.
I don’t trust a person
Who makes these type of aversions.
Running loops of Psychosis
Insanity is your diagnosis.

No prescription at this time.
Not a pill in the world
could extinguish your lies.
Maybe one day they’ll make one.
Maybe one day you’ll take one.
Maybe one day trust won’t be
Just another one of your silly fees.

You tell me I should say please
Yet I know you’ll never hand over the keys.
Even though you speak with ease
I know you are a nervous tease.

He’s the type of boy I would fall for.
But not the type I would call for.
Wouldn’t bring him home to the parents.
Wouldn’t even trust him with the errands.
He’d be nice for a couple drinks at night.
But he’d be too stubborn
to turn down a fight.
Knowing him might be nice.
But Loving him,
You should think twice.

You broke a piece of me
that I’ll never get back.
And I want it back.
I want it back so bad.
But it’s in the floor,
The ***** pavement,
Broken into a million pieces.
I want to forget you
I want your memory gone
like the winds of yesterday.
Never to be seen again.
I want that piece of me back.
Can I have it please?
Please?
If I ask nicely will it be mine again?
Will you be mine again?
I mean “it”.
Not “you”.
No no no
I don’t want you.
But unfortunately,
That piece,
That piece you threw.
That was you.
And somehow I’m the only one hurting.

I wonder if you think of me
as often as i think of you.
Not all happy thoughts might I add.
Mostly the bad memories that I stored away
and couldn’t see at the time
because love finds pleasure in digging out your eyes
and letting them bleed.
So that your blinded by the color of love.
A shade of red so deep you never saw it coming.
Don’t blame yourself my dear.
You know you were blind.
You can’t blame a blind person
for not knowing the difference between
rusty red roses and dead dandelions
that never had their wishes granted.
Seeds of distrust floating away in the wind
To plant more beautiful lion weeds
to eat up all the baby rosebuds
that would never see the light of day.
Devoured by the sharp teeth and raspy tongue
of the lioness of dandelions.
Not so dandy now.
I wonder if you regret me
as often as I regret you.

I like to pretend that there’s nothing new.
but all of these people, they seem quite blue.
I can see, through and through.
You think toxic people are good for you.

Despite your beliefs
it is just such a relief
to see you still standing here.
While pain is still your greatest fear.

I like to pretend that there is nothing new.
but all of these people, they seem quite taboo.
I can see, through and through.
You think liars are good for you.

I guess you never stood a chance.
People these days don’t care to dance.
Being different is a disease.
Being the same puts people at ease.

Smiles are contagious.
Giving one is dangerous.
Unfortunately this put you in,
Quarantine is how you live.

I like to pretend that there is nothing new
but all of these people, they seem quite rude.
I can see, through and through
You think cheaters are good for you.

I know your father didn’t set a good example
But why don’t you take this as your own preamble.
People don’t change just as clocks don’t go backwards
Unless they’re so very broken or just very good actors.

I like to pretend that there is nothing new.
but all of these people, they seem quite shrewd.
I can see, through and through.
None of these people are good for you.

Roses are beautiful
But they’re quite bitter tasting
Don’t reach for her heart
Because it doesn’t match her
Beautiful exterior
Chills to the bone
Is what you will receive
No warm emotions to calm your soul.
Roses are beautiful
But they stab you if you come near.
They don’t liked to be touched,
As most women feel.
No one likes a ***** ladies
Am I right?
Roses are beautiful
But they’re quite sweet smelling.
Poison to lure you into their magic spelling
Once your close and quite intoxicated
By that sweet sweet overrating.
You think you’ve got the girl
And then she pulls out her claws
And reminds you her thorns
Are sharper than her flaws.
Roses are beautiful
But roses will be roses
as long as she’s viewable.
Hold your expectations
For after the luminal.
Blank mind
You’ll find
Works best
For your own rest.