wake up in the coffee shop
morning and im the fiend
sippin on anything teamed
we got "mixed and fixer
while i play on elixir"
cross fingers
to count splinters
got more time then long winters
doppelganger and
impostors
hopeless stand
my imaginary children of foster
no one i cant be brought here
ill tell things that are fear
spit acid to show tear
nonchalant
i taunt
cant?
cuz i smell C@__