#ssion
The closest thing, I've personally seen, to the truth
is that I am fortunate just for the walls and the roof.
Everyone in the United States loves to **********
as they all try in vain to dissuade their innate guilt.
How much a better person will I become for
all of this good that I have done?
Corporations buy lakes to upsell life like
William Gibson thought they might.
Where is the sunset in flame through the eyes
of a younger Ridley Scott like we saw?
Let's start a fire in the heart of the woods.
Everyone will ignite, equally ugly.
Dance through the night with me.
What's your strain?
Would you care for some LSD?
We could die at any time, obviously,
So why not live up to the destiny
Implied by the monarchy?
Peasantry, peasantry.
Nihilistic pleasantry.
Peasantry, peasantry.
I used to think I was
Selesnya, Boros, or
Azorius, but now
I know that I'm a Jesuit--
Or something?
And so belong to House Dimir
Or to the Cult of Rakdos.
Peasantry, peasantry.
Nihilistic pleasantry.
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 5:11 PM UTC
the acid talk really put me onto you
the specifics did it. precision cement.
the way you fill the silence, violently
**** victim defender. defender of what?
if you stuck to one version of your rules
you'd hear your disgusting tongue, you
would taste what you say and purge
you were in so many places at once
you touched the stars. drank in bars.
according to your true story account
the child soldier. soldiered psych wards.
for all that i know, i know no more truth
i know, i know, i know i let you in but i
can't truly know such an obvious liar
nor believe it in my core that you're a friend
what do you want from me?
the steel trap that memorized my paychecks
what do you want from me?
the cancer factory that steals all my class A's
what do you want from me?
what do you want?
your verse your version
infects my art
never have i ever been so tempted to spend
money over the internet
much too much too
curious
Oct 19, 2017
Oct 19, 2017 at 6:32 PM UTC