You are my worst habit, leaving me with no inhibitions.
A dangerous desire living with dark intentions.
You are my scariest dream and wettest nightmare.
A tantalizing terror creeping over without a care.
You are my mountain to climb, my bridge to burn.
A goal worth dying and killing for, a taste to earn.
Your body is a wasteland of decadence and sweet sin.
A world with a winding grinding wind, losing everything to win.
With filthy eyes and a vile heart I'll cherish the ***** vision I saw.
You stripped of everything, vulnerable, beautiful, raw.
You are my worst habit, something I want to bend over.
Like biting lips, and frisky fingers, you're my best bad luck, my three leaf clover.

Lying through my teeth, stealing with my eyes,
hands behind my back, will about to die.
With character in question, mind about to blow,
sins making saints possible, speeding lights move slow.
There's nothing to misinterpret, no justices nor crimes,
only widows and rain, crossing over through time.
Eating my shallow falsehoods, swallowing my foolish pride,
casting off withered facades, awakening from this ride.
Drowning in my genius, falling from my grace,
losing what we've forgotten, Forgetting our mile pace.

I want you vulnerable, uncomfortable, sweating, and insecure.
I want you questioning, wondering, scared, running for the door.
I want you off kilter, unbalanced, fearful and lame.
I want you alone, afraid, in the dark, wishing this was only a game.
I want you cornered, concerned, weary, and terrified.
I want you wanting this to only be a dream, some midnight nightmare scream,
a reborn childhood fear, that'll leave you petrified.
I want you to know that I know you, I want you to know that I see,
I want you to know that I could hold you, and
I want you to know I want you and me.

I'm a freak with words, I use phrases you've never heard.
Absurd it seems like a curse when I speak a viral lyrical verse.
It feels like a crime when the rhythm doesn't rhyme, but this is a time for change.
An exchange of my poetic range. Tell your neighbors there's stranger danger, the game's got a new player.
An old voice to a new generation, a new leader to an old federation.
Tell Hater nation to leave the station, cause I run this town from the stars to the ground.
When I speak you make no sound. You call me king, but I need no crown.
Already crowned from birth, royalty of the Earth.
Started off grimy, brushed the dirt off my shirt. Transported in my swagger like Tiberius Kurt.
I've got too much class after I turnt it up. Glass too full I need another cup.
Young pups got no bark and no bite. Best keep their distance cause they can't win this fight.
I'm out of their leagues and above their level. I could sell your souls cause I'm the real Devil.
So lick your wounds and get gone. Your pride can't ride when it gets close to dawn.
The song is finished, so let me get to the back and count my stacks like Popeye counts spinach.

"When you kiss him do you still ******* lips? When he holds you do you still feel my grip? When he whispers in your ear do you still hear my voice? When you wake up the next morning do you remember your choice? Do you remember me, my eyes and the glances from across the room? The calls at half past midnight and random times during the afternoon. Does it bother you at all, that your world seems so small? Cause you walk with your head down and your sky is the ground. When life becomes your biggest fear, when you're gone your swan song will bear no tear."

Life is about taking chances.
Life is about making chances.
Life is about missing chances.
Life is about wishing for chances.
Life is about never getting those chances.
Life is about never regretting chances.
Life is about never forgetting those chances.
Life is not about the final destination.
Life is about the path taken.
Life is not about the memories that fade.
Life is about the relationships made.
So if our end result is death, get there with your best.
Fast or slow, pain freed or pain greed.
While you were sleeping or while you were creeping.
Remember, life is about taking chances.

Your beauty is like poison, yet I indulge with each dose I take.
This vision of a flawless reflection makes perfection feel fake.
Your beauty is breathtaking, yet I breathe deeply every chance I get.
This painful endeavor of improbable variables, make this risk a sure bet.
Your beauty is fearsome, yet I calmly reach my hand towards its fang.
This dangerous game for neither riches nor fame leave me in search for my own big bang.
Your beauty is like a dying star, so bright and so far, an exploding passion that'll leave my heart scarred.
This endless journey, fraught with desperate despair makes my will dare to leave this world marred.
Your beauty is like poison, yet I choose not to look away.
Until this looking receives your longing, I cannot depart from this fray.