Mail order T's & C's
Describe perfectly how I feel
The parameters have been breached
But I still value you as a customer
Please come in
We want your service
Even though you steal moments from our shop
Like cheap sweets and magazines
But we are real,we are here
So hear,our call to you
We love you,oh valid and wounderous custom of love
And we wouldn't trade you
For anyone
So,please please please
Love me enough that this isn't real
So much,that my eyes lie and my brain is numb
That I'm living in the shadow of hope and now fear
So much,that you could be honest and take the stolen golds out your clothes place them on the side and say sorry
I didn't want to watch the CCTV back just to see you steal what I've worked so hard for
Just for you to say "*******" and walk out the door
Like so many that came and went before
Because I'll sit and wait
Forgive,self hate
Because we love you in our store
Even if you steal

All the true talent is being impeded
Everyone seems to please the conceded
Narsasistic egos,why you gonna feed it?
Offer up your bank,so they can bleed it
Dry
Another sucka
Caught up in a game,your gonna loose *******
Collect up celebrity baggage and check out
Support the underground,fresh rhymes,no doubt
Real lyrisists with non generic beats
Making real music to be played on the streets
Not ******* hype getting sales from the tweets
Get down with real artists and support with your sheets

The best thing about juggling
Is hanging with my friends
On the days I'm struggling
They're there to make amends

We spend our time in laughter
Learning tricks with different tools
Sit and chill much after
To others we look like fools

But we don't care,we are us
And that's how its supposed to be
The smallest victory worth a fuss
We are wild and we're free

Why can I not sleep?
Why am I turning?
Why are all the trees burning?
Forest fires, crooked liars
Why am I so sullen and drained?

In the bush, it's raining
Lost man on his own
Has anyone thought to save him? (him)

The monkey is waiting in the tree
Counts to three
Hearing the sound of the fume-fuelled wagon
He leaps on the back...
Attack! Attack! Attack! (Attack! Attack!)
No old heathen, not today

The rain falls upon the acidic trees of the millennium scorn
The fire has vanished, leaving behind a trail of death for all to see
The birds & the trees, then you & me
They twitching on the floor
Twitching on the floor
They twitching on the forest floor
The yeti is waiting (The yeti is waiting)
The yeti is waiting for us (The yeti is waiting)
The yeti is waiting to take us into his home
Care for us just like one of his own

Wild bones!
Wild bones!
Wait!

The yeti no longer has a home
The trees are gone & nothing has grown
A table, a chair, an internet nightmare
When will the forest speak?
When all is dried up and way too weak

Wait for nightfall, it's so beautiful out here
Up high in a wave of oxygen love I sit
Up high on this glorified cement postcard I spit
I spit
I spit upon thee

Wait for your red skies
Wait for the red skies
Do you know how it feels to be alive?
Do you know how it feels to be alive?
Let me know, let me know how you feel...
When will the forest speak?
When the trees are dried up and way too weak?

Wasting a life on calculations
Not enough money for operations
Waste of life, statistics, plastic soldiers
Sound of sticks rubbing together
All the people gather
All the people gather

Wait for the man, he must have a plan
Show me and make me a smile I can wear
Me & you we can make up too
No use for hate if you're wearing my shoes

Be happy, be sad, be a wild rotten lamb
Don't bother me now, I'm drenched to the bone

A sound of a truck and an axe and a fall
Of a tree and a knife and a planet so small
Sick to the bone of your dour heart of stone. (stone stone stone)
Sick to the bone of your dour heart of stone!
Let me know how you feel...

Let me know how you feel
You say it's too hot so you can take off your top
A clank of a slot machine coins
Machine coins bled unclean

A beaten old lizard staggers over the road
A hand and a heart, the lake in the park
The candle won't light and the fire won't spark

I'm worn and I'm torn but I still carry on
I'm worn and I'm torn but I still carry on
The money is angry, the money has taken the...

Watching mayhem leaping from truck to truck
This is where he rejoins his friends
They feast, they drink, they talk about
How things used to be...

I still can't sleep
I still can't sleep
I still can't sleep

A million minds and a million voices
A million thoughts, and only one choice
The need to find peace

She asks
Eat my *****
And I dive in like its a free meal

She asks
You wanna ****?
Like its a business deal

She makes out
Like its just me
In the moment but I feel...

Kind of useless
Because I get shot down
Whenever I'm forward and take the wheel

Laid there in a lovers gaze
Tantric energy and visions haze
Press into your lady maze
Make you *** in so many ways

Feel you squirt all up my front
As I press into your perfect ****
I whisper "you're the one I want"
And stroke your skin like a ghost house haunt

I sit and think of you with him
Neither of you let go like phantom limb
My mind is dark so thoughts are grim
Love I feel will slowly dim

But that's okay because he's just an ex
Your best friend with whome you've had ***
Knowing this my mind does vex
And our future it effects

I really want you to have your happiness
Never mind about the stress
I'm just far to easy to depress
I'm being childish,I digress

The gloy of the better men
Enjoy a line of ketamine

Gotta love that dreamy haze
Inside your mind like a maze

I could stay here for days and day
I love the feeling,in so many ways

Its pure bliss to tranquilize
To see so much without your eyes

Forget what I do despise
From fear and doubt to the lies

Warriors of a dreamscape plane
Enjoying life outside time frame

Don't worry,I won't go insane
But I may melt more than half my brain

Condensed vibrational frequencies
Seeing themselves as masters of their own destiny
But tell me this,does a piece of music choose its own tempo and direction?or is it down to the creator of the sounds?
As we live in a sound based reality ( & I use the term reality loosely) we can summerise that the elation we experience from a series of rhythmic sound can be found in all other things,if we just choose to feel the vibe.
The obvious penatration of our being stood in front of the base bins at a free party,the feeling of sunlight to warm the skin and a zepher to cool it,the feeling of nirvana as a wild young temptress straddles your face and squirts moments of bliss into the oral cavity.
Its all vibrations,all of it,like a giant orchestra of being and everyone and everything has a front row seat.

I'll take a rain check on saving for a rainy day
Spend all I got on getting wrecked and watch my vision sway
Problems for health it does outweigh
When I'm out I look like a ******* on display

On the bus I'll spew in ya handbag
With one hand down my trousers the other holding a glad rag
Spit some abuse at some mouthy dumb ****
When I'm drunk I'm harder to move than a wet sandbag

Life is much like a pebble beach.
Its a long journey and often painful to walk on.
On this journey we will encounter many beautiful pebbles and out of sheer want we will pick them up and carry them with us.
To often we will end up carrying so many that we hold ourselves down.
Herein lies the answer,sometimes we have to let go to keep moving forward.allowing those we let go to be washed and moulded by the tides of change.

Perfect curves
Perfect face
Perfect mind
Imperfections,not a trace

Perfect smile
Perfect eyes
Perfect voice
That tells no lies

I love you more
Than words can say
Please be my wife?
If you may

Wade you are so handsome
A love that's strong and true
Penny is my baby
She comes to me when I'm feeling blue
Logan is my little bear
Chipping, soft to touch
Sally is so close to me
I love her oh so much
Felix is the trouble
He is the one that knocks
To tell the truth I love all my cats
Even if they do steal my socks

She found me on a bench
I was falling apart
She asked "what's wrong?"
"its just my heart"
"Oh **** dude!"
"Do you have a condition?"
"well,kinda,I'm on a suicide mission"
"I got an idea"
"Instead of the ****"
"You hope on your board"
"And bomb a fat hill?"
Of course I agreed
And with the new friend I had made
She rode beside me
And the hill? It was slayed
So bicycle girl
With your long red hair
This ones for you
Thankyou for being there

The best looking macaroon
Is it too soon
To swoon
Over your macaroon

I've never been fussed on savory or sweet
But I don't want meat
Just a heart beat
We should meet

In the darkness of night
Bask in your light
While deep and tight
With all my might

I love your macaroon

You cannot commit suicide
Because its not a crime
When you can no longer hide
Knowing you'll never be good enough may as well stand as a sign

Block the view of all hope
take the rope,take the rope

When you can't even talk about it

"Nobody would miss you"
Repeated like a mantra

Nobody actually cares
They just want to give out false hopes and trap you in snares
I'd rater be mauled by bears

The light of life seems nothing more than a glimmer
Coated in a shadow so dark it consumes
Relentlessly eating at happiness

"Yeah,
I can laugh
Becasuse I'm a joke
You can laugh too,
I couldn't be any more broke"

"I can sleep
But never rest
Drink myself deep
To help with pressure in the chest"

Standing in the eye of this storm
Knowing a step in any direction
Only brings me closer to death

"I'm fine,really"

Slam the door
*I won't be a burden anymore

Check yourself and get educated
I don't mean a school,that's indoctrinated
Misinformation and truth,separate it
Always stand firm even if you're getting hated

Don't believe the hype
When you can see with your eyes
Them trails in the skies
The corruption and lies

Politicians
Doing dark **** to children
Kidnapping them outta homes
Before they **** them

Convince ya'll
That you're fighting for peace
Its an oxymoron
All those that fight,end up deceased

And all you
That're slinging grams on the streets
Is prison time worth
A a shoebox full of sheets?

You could try and live clean
Or so you think
Air and food poisoned
Even what you drink

The more you dig
The more you find
Mass conspiracy
To poison your mind

From sociopathic
To gang mentality
To social media
And what its tellin me

What does 322
Mean to you?
Who is who?
Because they do

Rich men
A spiders web
What happens when
And Geronimos head

An owl that was a bull
Controlled chaos disaster
Their clubs are full
Plus one worshipful master

This is my lesson taught
If you give your all I think you ought
To be careful or be left with naught
Take the ride once tickets bought

You may be given so much affection
But keep a guard up for protection
Elseways you'll be left with perplexion
And a hard realisation of disconnection

Be sure to carefully evaluate
Before you decide to perpetuate
Others show counter to what they insinuate
Because feelings are hard to excavate

When you give so much time it could be left for waste
Even though you try you'll be left faced
With the sense your heart has been maced
So heed my warning and keep some of yourself encased

Bang the drums of war!
Tonight we battle on the field of bloodsoaked heartbreak.
We take no prisoners.
We give no compassion.
The kingdom lays in ruins,fire lighting the bellowing smoke in a night sky.
The smell of blood,eyes roll back,there is no pain relief on the battleground,droves of dead bodies hard to navigate underfoot.
Cries of the dying and for the dead.

**open eyes,for it is all a war in my head

Ouch
That's right in what I feel
And its a deal
That you get to walk away with my heart
While I stand back and have to start..
...every day brand new
Heart got a bruise just a few
But its you
That lit me up,burnt me out
I had faith and no doubt

You still chose
To appose
All i had to give
Like water through a shiv
Stabbed clean into my heart
what is art
When covered in blood
That pours over your soul
But youre scotchgarded against me
You see
You are free
I wouldnt wish any other way to be but me

Feeel my pain
Feel my sorrow
Long to not wake up
Tommorow

Try to digest pain and fear
And you know you,baby
Will stand clear

Of what i am
Im a creep
And i hope for one second
You might reap
The feelings ive felt
A sorrow so deep
That you my dear
Lost wool for the sheep

Ultimately we are only responsible for our own actions but we are given power when we forgive.its easy to let **** twist you up and make you bitter but it takes real kindness and courage to forgive.

When copulating with a cadaver
Warm in a bath,with moisturiser slather
Its fine to cut a few new holes in
Providing once done you sew where you've been
They're better fresh unless you wish to gump
While they still have blood they give a better pump
To preserve like biscuits you'll need a cool dry place
And bodies dehydrate so you'll need botox for the face

Flowers bloom
Flowers die
Some are beauty
Such as my

Sweet scented
Wild and alive
Cover pastures
It which we writhe

Gratious,fine
Soft and fair
Unlike those flowers
My daisys better bare

You know when its real late?
And your torn between mass debate
Or *******
It leaves you in a real state
But its down to fate
If I'm irate or I elate
Try to seperate
So I'm not desperate
And I could equate
This to being full of hate
But I couldn't mate
I'm just a reprobate

Doubt is seeded
Then you feed it
Like you need it
When you should **** it
Even if it pleaded
Don't be conceded

She leads her loyal dog up the path
She tells him "I love you"
She makes him so happy
He would never betray her
He only sees love
He wants all his remaining days with her
But she is made unhappy by him
Even though happiness comes from within
He does everything he can to make her happy
He doesn't ask for anything but to be held and spoken to like he matters
He stays away as much as possible
He takes himself for walks
He refuses to show heartbreak when she tells him she doesn't want him
He brings her gifts and trys his best every day
But it wasn't enough
She assures him,"its for the best"
She loads two bullets into her gun
And shoots him
Once in the head
So he cannot think
And again in the heart
So he cannot feel
He isn't dead
But she leaves him for dead
Blood pouring from the wounds
Tears falling from his eyes
All he wanted was love and happiness
Instead he was discarded like an unwanted toy
His love was his downfall
His trust now destroyed
He howls but she won't come back

He dies alone

I'll sabotage myself,
Still no better for mental health.
When demons hunt with stealth,
Pain to them like wealth.

You see sorrow is a currency,
According to heartless greed.
I'm being milked of some currently,
So inner demons does it feed.

Well done you scummy *******
*******
Better get your throat slit
Defacate on your own ******* happiness
More times than I can count on an abacus
I laugh at you
Tripping over your own ego
But we know
Seeds like you don't grow
Won't go pro,so slow,slowmo
But you know
Chock on the memories
Asphyxiate on those feelings
Lowered ceilings
In the house of the mind
Just to find
you're a death wish
With a checklist
So wreckless
You check us
But not yourself
Man...you're bad for health

Most people skip clean over the true beauty in life,
They pick roses or peonies over daisies.
Is it because there is a higher social ideal of the overly common gestures of romance that they are valued more?
Even from childhood I've chosen the wild flowers,
Heather,foxglove,snapdragons and daisies,
Not because they're available without visiting a shop or becoming an advanced botanist,
But because they are wild and make the world more beautiful...Just like she does.

The diary of a high functioning alcoholic
Breakfast gin and tonic
For brunch,*****
This ain't no love sonnet

Wake up already dressed
Check mind state,depressed
Check lifestyle,completely messed
Check mood,stressed

Coffee and a cigarette
Hold back I can't drink yet
What I do lastnight I forget
What's the name of the girl I met?

Oh well,on to another drink
Minds pretty messed up so I have to stop and think
Wear this shame like the rich wear mink
Drink so ******* much that I have to sink

I lie,"its comfy on the floor"
I don't wanna breath no more
Staring at the door
Yo,I been here before

Id like to be a better man
But I'll probably just drink another can
Find a new shop after previous ban
Can't believe faith in self just up and ran

I woke up to my girlfriend
And all the things that she does
As she got ready I stopped and stared
Fell even harder just because

She is so amazing
With drop dead gorgeous looks
When she turns to smile at me
Not as much beauty in a thousand books

I've never been so deep
And felt this kind of love
As I rise so steep
Into the clouds above

I could not image
A life where she's not there
I know a life without her
Would leave me torn and bare

Her name like the flower
Grows so wild and free
Aslong as im beside her
I smile because she chose me

Do I leave early?
Do I leave late?
Do I hide in my head?
Do I tempt fate?

Am I really scared?
Am I just anxious?
Am I alive?
When nobody thanks us.

When they say they'll be there
Like you were for them
That feeling is rare
Unless I'm in REM

When all of my friends
All follow their words
I wake up,it ends
Like flight for the birds

They take off so fast
Like a stone has been thrown
And like a rock it hits
"I am on my own."

Why don't you blow those words out the back of your head?!
Just like the lies that you've been fed.
Do you remember what they said?
Or are you just another of the waking dead?

Deep and tearing,throbbing feeling
That wrenches at my every being
Paranoias grasp and visions seeing
But no sound will I be freeing

Hold it in and act fine
Pretend I am yours and you are mine
Just have another glass of wine
In silence I will sit and pine

No ocean refuses a river
No grave walked on,a shiver
No autumn tree,leaves whither
Or I you when you come hither

No day refuses light
Nor the moon in the night
The **** fresh for a fight
But the left opposes the right

Who are you?
Self professed creatures of the night.
Starving,longing,
Beg to the moon for something right.
What can you give?
Try as you might.
There is no fear,
Much,as creatures to the night.