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Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
The little worms beneath my skin
Control my muscles, make me sin.
The crickets and locust behind my eyes
Control my thoughts and my body complies.
The spiders live inside my bones,
Like hollow kings on hollow thrones.
And beetles in my lungs and throat
Steal my air and musical notes.
Butterflies float 'round my stomach, I'm sure,
They aren't the problem nor are they the cure.
Ants and termites in my veins
Flourish while my blood still drains.
My teeth have turned to hornets too
And sting me when I'm kissing you.
At least our scorpion tongues don't touch.
The poison would be far too much.
The centipedes still don't know where to go
So they crawl through my guts and continue to grow.
My heart is a hive for all of my guests,
A sickening hotel inside of my chest.
I want to escape, but I can't get away,
My body's a prison until I decay.
Take my skin off, give me peace,
Slice me up, give me release.
I'll spill my life in front of your face
If you'll lap it up and take my place.
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Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
They told me here is where you write your poem
Pictures first, don't tell them, show 'em.
Why do I need to use words and use lines
When I've got something here worth 1000 times?
Look into my mind, past the eyes, they're right there
The windows are open, the view you can share.
I want you to see all my pain and devotion
I want you to swim in my vain, black emotion
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Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
The Crystalline Castles in front of my eyes warp my true perspective,
The Management, those Animals, can't manage this Collective.
They say I'm stupid, say I'm Daft, but I am just a Punk,
The Red Hot Peppers burn my ears with all that crimson funk.
My Fires hot, my Arcades not, but I still think it's dead
I listen to the Radio, don't listen to my Head
Ubiquitously, you picture me in my Synergistic glory.
I had a Stroke from too much coke, but that's another story.
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Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
My animal instincts convince me to breathe,
My neuro-receptors allow me to receive.
My brain and my lungs convince me to live
But the love in my heart allows me to give.
My feline instincts, they tell me to pounce,
My human nature drives me to announce.
My beautiful robin flew down from above,
She taught me to fly and she taught me to love.
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Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
The buzz in the air, you feel that, feel that?
The tuxedoed men gonna deal that, deal that.
And now that you're here, the show can begin
Turn the lights down low, and the get the disc to spin.
The ice starts meltin' and the floor gets hot,
This parties gonna start whether you're ready or not.
The seat over there, Sit in it, sit in it,
Take a step back and watch while I'm spittin' it.

There is no need to untrust us,
Stand over there and watch while I bust this.
There's no way to get into it,
Close your eyes feel the beat and get intimate
Rotate your thighs and breathe in the sin of it
Rotate your mind, get high, keep on spinning it.
Stop...and watch while it gets into me
The musical blocks unlock and make a synergy.
Said ready, steady, everybody get low,
And the clubs get sweaty and we're ready to go.
The air's getting heavy and hot and you know
There's blood lust worse than Jaws and Cujo.
Light the place up, it's covered in kerosene,
The white's all over your face, oh, how embarrassing.
The lines all over the floor, there so pretty,
Take one sniff and you think you're so witty.
I'm a bomb, I'm blowing up the club now,
Can't escape the beat 'cause you don't know how,
Gonna move your feet that's all you know how,
Gonna feel the glow, the blow is so wow.

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
Yayo brings me up so I stand up and then

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
The powder knocks me down so I stay down and then

There is no need to untrust us,
Chopping the blocks, but there is no justice.
Just lustless symmetry
Closed my eyes 'cause the haze, it has enveloped me.
Shut my eyes and clogged all of my arteries,
I love the blow so much it is a part of me.
You said this had turned into my enemy,
But musical clocks tick-tock the beat right into me.
And that's not where I get all of my energy,
Jumper cables hooked up to A and D.
And don't forget the CCs in DC,
I got twenty more CCs left to inject me.
High flying humans
Set straight to zoomin',
It's spicier now then curry or cumin,
So full of life and we're only just bloomin'.
Believe in the hype if only for a little bit,
All that we need is white a just a little wit.
The worlds right here if you can unriddle it,
Play the last song and one more if it'll fit

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
Yayo brings me up so I stand up and then

I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
I fall down, but I get up again,
The powder knocks me down so I stay down and then

La cocaína is no good for you
But the pony's still buckin', imma ride it through
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Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
Si sería decir sí,
¿damelo amor a mi?
Te querría todas las días,
si tu sólo me querrías.
Ahora mi corazón
me dice "I'm not alone".
"Estoy con tu," le dije.
Ahora nothing left to say.
Sólo ver y sólo mostrar
y la futura's not too far.
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Sorry to all Spanish speakers if there are some mistakes, I just wanted to try my hand at it because it's such a beautiful language. I hope it isn't too confusing.
Caleb Eli Price Nov 2010
You say that you love me, ooh that sounds nice,
vibrates so good it makes my atoms splice.
My superstrings, my god how you make me,
plucked you once and you shake me, shake me.
Matter of fact, my matters exotic,
darkening dreams to birthe a new narcotic.
Struggling deep to borne a newage ******,
strumming to sleep with that **** melodic.
Tourniquets bleed but you know that I fought it,
theoretically, it's right but it's not it.
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