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Bard Oct 2020
Alarms off, barn chicken soundin warns sun risin
Warm in the kitchen, finger lickin greazy livin
Mournin in mornin, four am mind *******
Just in reporter on a camcorder record ya
Was untoward asking opinion on ya lord
Funny looking color like a funyun my answerin
whiny vision velour clothing,  demon spawn
When gone might pawn golf sets off lawns
In the end money tight even lint gone
Opinion bent left plant facin a light dawn
No prawns starving its lent living in a tent
Woes found working paying rent with money lent
Toes cold staying in boots, boldly saying let go
Cow bell ringing meat packaging on the blow
Flow swells bringing dead whales in undertow
Wont tell no snitches no tales how trust grow
Bows n ties oft means lives built on lies, so
Below tries most the honest living and dies
Boo hoo momma cries over a racist, my my
Here lies a body of a sexist marxist, no longer exist
Goodbyes in winds are ******, believed in lists
Why try when points missed, wished but unblessed
Covid coughs bless you, hands rinsed lead laced water
Void laughs in stints empty cans scraped and placed wherever
Devoid of soap stinky citys unclean even when precipitated
Dubois protests violently retchs wholehearted tenths participated
Soy and leeks replacing meat costs a whole check to be sated
Boys an chicks dancing feet lost to most fact is their elated
Whiskey sticky drink at meet an greets an bar posts
Bard Oct 2020
Its all one unknown, dead seeds sown
Born from broken homes, just how it goes
Some days swing low lotta bodys in the undertow
Beachside all alone down a bottle down I go
Into the tide to drown my woes

Look at the mirror knowin I could die here
Nothin held dear no one held me dear
Still have no fear cause one day I'll die here

And you know what just **** it
Everyone leave me alone you ******
Watch me ****** up never gave a ****
Down to the last bill keep it one hunnit

All I can afford is to think for a few
Shut off heater I'm a far too coo'l
Pills like water in US nothin new
Drugs choked down in us beautiful
Thrills looked down on by you

Beachside and the tide pulls at my feet
Wayside in no one I confide my piece
Wayward son put aside like a felon with rapsheet
The prize won is pride useless like a renters lease

Last hundred dollar bill might rob the till
In my head in this hood to live I might ****
Or be dead hollows spread blood on a windowsill
Suicidal addicted to lead, one bullet my fill

Left to rot I ferment sadness out the still
In picture caught lament my final still
I wonder about what it meant even still

Smoked a whole lotta gas but I've been on empty
Puff puff I don't pass cause I feel so ******* empty
Breath it in till its ash, I know this wont save me
Walked into the waves they crash I let it take me
Bard Oct 2020
Trick *** *** says I gotta go
Everyone is like woah, slow up
***** this is low and ****** up
Bounce on the home, should shut up
wants others to slide in like a nip tuck
***** a bother blindside with hardluck
Hit a ***** broadside with the left hook
It might hit a switch when her brain shook
Make Ms.***** **** woman the **** up
Bard Oct 2020
This isn't aspiration its ****** desperation
Whole life spent in dehydration an starvation
Bein real I don't even want salvation
Schizophrenic walls are talkin
Tell me I'm overdosing

**** it though atleast I'm feeling something
even if its suicidal atleast its something
Peak its oncoming then a crash landing
Minds changing its shifting
Uplifting but its shifting

I'm wishing on stars written in a few bars
Doing **** going too far endin up on mars
Engine aint working, smokin spittin out tar
Burn up in the atmosphere with no fear
Torn up by g force smackin the planets core

I'm watching myself die every day I just
Watch myself die, most my friends lost
Worry that today could be the last
Hope today might just be my last
Doesn't life move fast

Thought I was gonna be rich thought I was gonna be famous
I was just out of touch right now I'm just depressed
I miss her touch now my rooms a mess
I failed that much is clear if this is all a test
I'm under too much water waves I couldn't crest

Me and my friends will never be rich
Me and my friends doin drugs chasin a wish
**** aint life a ****** *****
Too many friends done switched
Stealin many ends watched me eat ****

****, every year feel like the final year
No ones ever here alone with my fear
Its cool even I don't care got an empty stare
So I guess abandonment was my fare
Tellin myself life just aint fair
Bard Oct 2020
Thief in love he gotta thick goth gf
Russian chick few days boutta be bff's
Rushin in, few months he's her bf
Lookin like future with her to his left

Passion burns, at a Kebab shop it starts
Thief done got robbed took his heart
Helen and Bob, Incredible its art
The young heart throb with a sweetheart
wrote this for a the homie Thief
Bard Oct 2020
Soft flesh an brittle bones or solid steel with copper wire
Failing gristle, mushy brain or slick oil with combustion fire
Walkin legs overtaken when tarmac gets hit by tires
Eisenstein surpassed by a TI-84's processing power
Humans expire, a robots life can be forever
Mortal morals never bother a mechanical processor
The worlds owner could be either which would you rather
more prompts from the homies
Bard Oct 2020
Thousand bullets a second call me Trigger-Tron
Heaters out can't cool it I'm on a ****** marathon
Wanted posters dead or alive the names Trigger, Tron
Rode off into sunsets with twin lead trails drawn

Saddle up go round an round I been outta town
Makin ghost towns when I do my rounds
Addled up go round for round then head outta town
Souls wander I put em in the lost an found

Money bags with the big $ just a lil' bank robbery
Heavy saddle bags ridin out with all I can carry
Money bags with the big $ just a lil' train robbery
Heavy saddle bags rode out with all I could carry

Thousand bullets a second they call me Trigger-Tron
Heaters on fire I ****** in marathons
Wanted posters out name on the bounty, Trigger-Tron
I ride into the sunset with twin lead trails drawn

The young Billy with the Iron "I'll make ya famous"
Rustlin jimmys sheriff and posse never catch us
Billy draws the big Iron "I'll make ya famous"
Rustlin Jimmys with the iron in *******

The sheriff and his posse after my bounty
If they wanna hound me I'm your huckleberry
Sheriff and posse, lotta bodys dead in the county
Fresh tombstones last count was about twenty

Hounds down like old yeller guns sure like to holler
Winds down at night retire the dual death dealers
Coyotes creep towards the fire start up a holler
From bush an ambush a few more dead 'fellers

Hands quicker than rattle snakes draw an fire
Leads flyin hills rattle an shake guess its war
Outlaws firin shells sounds like a two pair
My hands five aces four shots they fold for sure

Then I ride off into the sunset with twin lead trails drawn
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