i live in a helicopter over the city
everything too ***** to land
i see crimes from here
and i dont care
who lives
or who dies.
i see horses running races.
winners resemble losers.
the ocean is sewage
the sand is termites
the streets are drains
draining the victims.
wives and families.
the people are bobbers
to catch goliath beasts
from underneath.
they sell their bodies for *****
filthy
clothes.
to cover up
their shameful ashes.
deep down
they want what i want,
me and the goliaths;
they want to crash
and choke
and be eaten.
someone to set a fire
to clean up the mess.
a fire to clean itself.
Sep 18, 2015
Sep 18, 2015 at 10:02 PM UTC
i live in a helicopter over the city
everything too ***** to land
i see crimes from here
and i dont care
who lives
or who dies.
i see horses running races.
winners resemble losers.
the ocean is sewage
the sand is termites
the streets are drains
draining the victims.
wives and families.
the people are bobbers
to catch goliath beasts
from underneath.
they sell their bodies for *****
filthy
clothes.
to cover up
their shameful ashes.
deep down
they want what i want,
me and the goliaths;
they want to crash
and choke
and be eaten.
someone to set a fire
to clean up the mess.
a fire to clean itself.