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chump Jul 2016
it's not the cops
that stops
the crime
they come late , scrape up a dime
it's the cops
that stops
the neighbor
that could save her
in time
chump Jul 2016
she said everyone has demons
you can see them in their eyes
as she stared into mine
can you see my demons
you dont have any thats why im afraid
what are you afraid of
im afraid theyll find you
why would they find me
because they are looking for me
not anymore
chump Jul 2016
plane ticket
i said good
buy
chump Jul 2016
think thats not blood on her finger nails
it isnt pink its red when it pales
chump Jul 2016
blue dome
my home
cant roam
needles in the foam

signs
fines
crimes
deaf mimes

its all wrong
no song
no ****
short light dark long

greed enslaves
everyone craves
corpse in the waves
crash on our graves

peace slipped from hand
glass in the sand
wounded sky around land
consequences grand

our apathy trust
possessions our ******
oblivion with gust
we'll even trample our dust...
chump Jul 2016
tell the man he needs a wife
tell the horse he needs a saddle
do we owe the past our life
float down the river throw out our paddle

should i not complain
you advance i remain
stereotype me from the past
your fabulous image changing so fast

we'll be shakin to the rapper
renamed lawrence welk
its too late now to slap her
the future is all about the milk
chump Jul 2016
good at $elling cookie$
girl $cout$ are pretty in tent$
no cookie$ for boys
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