Singing high to Fernando and dancing down low in Orlando
When ecstasy suddenly turned to tragedy
They were just out bopping, then he came out just popping
The pulse was beating, while he was out cheating
His wife new about his scouting
But she never thought 'bout the victims
That the families would be counting
Forty nine were just out to dine and wine
Fifty or so, still lying so low, feeling not so fine
He tried to crawl out, just after his last shot
Popo's saw him on the floor and said no more
Put a bullet in his ***, the same place he liked it, that's for sure.
You charmed me
Kept me up for
A heavy feeling on my chest,
Almost like the pressure of water.
The pressure of sinking.
Then I'm drowning.
In my anxiety.
I begin breathing rapidly.
Because I can't take it in.
I can't take in the oxygen.
It feels like it just bounces,
I feel something.
Something like fear,
But not really.
It takes a while,
But then it hits.
That's what I feel.
And it scares the crap out of me.
Ironic. I'm scared of panicking.
I get panic attacks. They aren't so bad, don't leave too much damage, but I was also told to not ignore them.
Inside my static dreams
Are acid screams
A sphere of broken glass
On alone a string,
If you pull my cords right,
You'll make me sing
I'm so disco
sweaty skin crawl
no one listens to the devil at the bar
making love to a cigar
"who let him in?"
ask voices afar
I'm so disco
it's not hard!
sell your soul
give in to what's wrong
the songs are cruel
but the people are worse
they dub you disco
make you curse
when blue lights turn us dizzy
***** coats the throat
there's an evil deep inside
that brings me to my knees
"help me! help me!"
I scream with sore lungs
crashing to the floor with a thud like a gun
"I'm so disco!"
but no one hears
they're so disco
the dance goes on
Look at her.
Drinking all day going out all night, no real friends, just people going out and drinkink the same poisoning drinks.
She tells everybody she is fine, she is working all days and she is doing all the exams.
She is lying to her self.
Her pay goes direct to her mounth and to her liver.
Look at her she “works” at the daddy’s agency doing nothing for all the time, heating the dark leathered chair of the office.
She has no womenly curves she has yet that teeny look.
She eats nothing but she drinks. Yeah she drink a lot like if it was
possible that drinking can substain you.
Look at them, not saying anything to her not helping her, never, even
Her mother and her dad are nothing they don’t do nothing.
How it can be?
She is the daddy’s girl drinking with the dad, who always pays for everything
Disco is endless love on the floor
Let me know If I make too much noise
Trying to appeal like the modern Noyes
I can be Batman, he can be my Alfred
Washing out all the dread
One by one
My work is never done
Heaven knows why I measure my toise
Thinking I landed a Croise
But instead it looks like a kindergarten project
These lines I reflect
Are meant to create a sect
That disannuls the usual meaning of the word
I'm not dishing out a gird
I'm splitting the morally absurd
Into all the fragments I want
I can relate to revolving doors
Because they never stop
They never drop
World filled with white
Commonly labeling knight
Spent so many nights trying to get it right
So many Nebulas saw me as a light
Made me think a little more open
Ready to bring the heat like Copan
Commonly called Peter Pan
Just got used to it all
I come back when I fall
The lone exception
Their biggest pushed deception
Is that the tale never happened
Till I was given the time slot
Ninety ninety seven
Praying that I'be been blessed by the Tree Of Heaven
Would be endorsed by Seventh Heaven
Can't be affiliated with the fake father
I know this is quite a fother
But I got to bring this to a poise
Blue, teal, turquoise
I feel my own noise
I chose to be the Spiro Disco Ball
A constituted mystery
I'm my own consistory
Flashy, want to be loved by all
I might not make that goal at all
But I'll continue to turn
The life of the party
I hope this delivery is never tardy
Give up, I hardly
I'll turn until there's no meaning and purpose left.
When will that be?