******* to *****
******* pointless
What?  We’re only human

What a weak excuse
For infidelity
Self serving *******
Should be put on trial

Think for yourself
Be yourself
Act naturally
Think for yourself
Be yourself
Act naturally

I guess you like
The thrill
I guess you have no chill
Why put yourself through
The ringer
Just to get too attached
For a brief moment

Think for yourself
Be yourself
Act naturally
Think for yourself
Be yourself
Act naturally

We live life
As if we had
A permanent lease
Despite having knowledge
That it’ll end
Memories
Are good and bad
It’s what you do
That matters in the end

I smoke cigarettes
I drink beer
You don’t think I hear you?
You’re wrong
Call me stupid
*******
Insolent
Whatever you will
I’m living for the moment
Cause I know
Someday might be too late
To live my life

I’m cool
But not popular
It doesn’t bother me
Cause I’m me
Everyone’s an attention *****
I’m not immune
I’m in fact human

I love, I hate
I get caught in my head
I make mistakes
Just like you
I’m living in the moment
Cause I know
Someday might be too late
To live my life

I can’t freestyle
No I can’t freestyle

Stream of conciousness
Is the best you can hope for

Haven’t you ever heard of
Poetry in motion?
The concept of the brain working in cycles
The idea that metaphors are
Paramount
And the idea that words are the bond

Clearly not
You’re shocked
And rocked to the core
Every time someone opens their mouth
You adore
The rhyme
You believe it’s a crime to
Have words that don’t connect well
Well to that I say
I’ve made a shotty friend today
Your tongue is trigger happy
But you’ve got nothing to say

This is
what I’m doing
From here-on-out

College was a bust
Why am I continuing
With degrees I’ll never use?

Everything’s considered

*******— but I’m so close
To finishing
You’d think I’d do what I want

After the fact
You’re far from right
Decisions were made long ago
This is my only way out
The decisions weren’t bad
I’m legally bound  to keep silent

I’ve made up my mind
I’m going for broke
If I fail
I can always come back
To my comfort zone

My thoughts
On T.H.OT.S.
Are as follows
**** em’
( figuratively)
Their way of thinking
Is played out
To them, subconsciously
I’m not about that life
But I can tell you
That it’s gonna be
A long night
Cause I’m not aiming to
make any friends here

The after party
Behind the scenes
I’ll pay for your Uber
To get you out
Of my face
I’m single and anti-groupie

You say I’m cynical
Your actions are cyclical
music comes first
Your intentions are questioned
you get offended
I’m getting reprimanded
But it’s par for the course
At this point

The after party
Behind the scenes
I’ll pay for your Uber
To get you out
Of my face
I’m single and anti-groupie
I never wanted the fame
I count the times
That I’ve been sorry
And for you
I’m not wasting guilt
Best of wishes
As you move on
To the next one


The after party
Behind the scenes
I’ll pay for your Uber
To get you out
Of my face
I’m single and anti-groupie
I never wanted the fame

Bye bye bye  
Your style of music has died
And girls are awry
For the  ******* that is Beiber
Who's music is in the style
Of your classic songs

Bi-buy-bye
Cold- old- scold
You can't start a brand new mold
Ya'll are an an ear-sore
And the chances that you'll never score big
Like you did before

Your music not from the backstreets boy
Your voice is artificially so that  your music is onl in sync
Your style is not new
You’re the 2nd generation of boys who aren’t men
Your lyrical ‘spears’ are choppy sin

Torn jeans
And a sleeveless tee
Working to the bone
In the daytime heat
Got nothing but a tractor
And some beam to my name
Gotta finish plowing by seven to pick up the dame

Oh
She likes the way I dress
And
She's easy to impress
Country girl
What'da want
Look at you
A tease and a taunt
To be with you
I’m quite fond
Summer breeze
Blowing through my hair
Not showing a care
To the world
It's all about us

And
You’re so easy to please
Don't make me get down
On my knees