Picture me in grease
My heart is yearning for the time
The goats are leaving as they please
The zebra screams half past midnight
From the ghosts of aviation
To the wind inside my chest
The caboose is such a shame
Salem witch trials in me

The flag is very high
Devouring knowledge like a crime
My eyes are focused on a fruit
I would attack you for your loot

Your bag is full of
Pieces of my heart
But you can’t see them
They blend in with bread crumbs

Point at higher towers
The litter’s on the floor
My mark is written on my hand
The chattel’s scribbled on the wall
I want to take it as it goes
The marts are settled on my chin
My ears are open to your eyes
Your spirit has kept me alive

My hiss is blurring
Go to the point where
We aren’t forever
Your fish are lonesome
Comfort them sometime
I am the fifth bite
I want to cry sight
No
Excuse
Find
Some room

I’m a little masterpiece
I’m a little masterpiece
I’m a little masterpiece
Oh my life is slowly changing

Leaving till the bones are alive
Freudian ecstasy sight
Grinding in the break of light
Shivering after the sight!
I’m a little masterpiece
Oh my life is thlowly change

What disguise?
Is it time to run around or could I just be a frown
No denying
Is contours and smiles
The shells on the avalanche, they’re such a fanciful spot
Should I be the cancerous one who links all insidious lots?
Monday
I’ll die
To die severs all living ends and counting files
And a winter cannot bite or see the light
Into its glowing sight
Oh, who will die

Too summery inside my shy
Two angry little flies
Two gambling anchors that live on and die
Can you recognize the meticulous, the move
Can you go
To the man who lives in the snow
And says who will die

My heart’s greatest heart attack
Came to me when I smelled black
Corsets on the grand detail
They raised me to seek so well
Don’t you fear, it’s time to spend
Ladies never have a trend
Going to the house of arms
Wrapped around the melted charm

Wasting time is never art
Growing to be someone’s spark
Driving pastures through the crowd
My solution is too loud
No, the pastels are too grim
Growing ageless and so thin

I see you in visions
Your sand on every beach
Your marble boots heavy
Upon the shoreline heat

A simple illusion
To counter every feat
Must be all confusion
To everyone you meet

Ring time will see through you
Going to be a brand new moon
Lift off your shirt and battle reigns
Amity praise of seen-through maze

Smile at the phone inside your heart
I cannot see, it is so dark
Let me see the screen closer, will you?
Its living breathing electric sparks

Slow motion rain outside the tomb
Where robin sits, it can’t be true
Lift me above, I’m begging you
Your life is dark and sad it’s true

Ending a picture of a nail
Now that I’ve seen it, I can’t step
And in the moment when I’m there
I will avoid it just as fair

My sweet generosity is longing for sweets inside a fool
I can’t understand the multitudes of a launder coming through
And seven crises is the answer of the bedtime, can you listen anyway?
And I’ll sing curiosity to bring something everyone will think

Sometimes I never have to try to make you
Make you
Into a screamer
Without the mood

Just lie down, put your eyes on the table
Watch the parade from the sun
My new life is an apparition
Nobody can see my tongue
My machines are a gallery
Sometimes they never speak to me
And I can’t remember the screen
Where movies leak
Singing sweet bells to me

So I am going to write a song
Anyway I can imagine
I wouldn’t understand it
I feel that something is slightly off
But it’s not enough to save me
From suffering and working

I’ve got three hours to do this work
I want to start over badly
I don’t want to be judged free
Oh, all the clocks are ticking so fast
But I’m here thinking of you dear
It hurts my ears the breathing

Can I blast all of my screams aloud?
I know it’s so weird for you but
This is music to me cause
Even though there is no real melody
It gives me this sort of feeling
My brain is always peeling

I hear my mother’s snoring in the buzz of my old desktop
My mouth cannot be closed

Oh, just one more verse to make me happy
Everything is an illusion
Hey, when’s the last time I talked to Lucian?
I don’t know why we had such a bond
Now there’s nothing left in common
All imagery forgotten

Illuminate the virus in this town
Restore the answer of an umlaut crown
The flag of ‘merica above our heads
Save the environment before it’s dead

Live underneath the surface
Until you can’t read her face
Shoot every candle worthless
Everything’s gone and nervous

The border between the left and right eye
Ballooning everything until it pops away and
The growth of everything beneath the sky
The buds are yearning for a meaning of life to deny

Encounter a willing fox at the sound
And decide if it’s too late
And you think it’s really strange if anything resigns
And a chance you’ll be brand new

I cannot remember what I learned from before
Everything is music that sings to my ears
Everything bestows me from this way to the war
I cannot be apology, I have technology

I’ll swing at your funeral, a journey to God
And then I’ll pray a savior to all
A mythical remembrance of thyself
A changing light receiving unto all

Handing over pockets of the muscular type
Settling for a dollar until I survive
Recalling all the messages beside my windows
The sores along the branches that spread from the heart

A swinging vibe, a locking chime
A question mark that shoots from the stars
A robin king who sits undaringly
My gainless thoughts are power to them all

My troops are waiting for the little sight
My skin is right
The air is alive at all tonight
A gorgeous web of hands and arms and better chance
And metaphysics in the land
Now you can grow a little tree
Your emotions are rage
Now you can find the little bee
Quilting up on your face

You go to the house where they swallow you
I’m a tone
You go to the place where they call on you
Play a song

His lips are grating in the pin of wires
He’s quite alright:

My ending is nearest to my plight
(I wanted to know what he was like.)

Now you can find the wonder girl
Go to war
You ought to go to find the fear
Believe it’s fine
And it is fine
It is fine
It’s fine

Grip of emotion in the wade of right
I’m killing fire
I’m going too long for a little while

I’m lost everywhere I go
Your tone is what keeps me though
Extend my heart real please though
I keep going back to my last love

October was so crazy
I want to love embracing
Manga love is not reality
When it’s real it has a chance of surviving

Talc is a rock that will crumble so
Quickly, it won’t recognize you
My tummy’s rumbling values
Pointing to something a shadow can’t
Ever cover even down here
It shines to full capacity

Tea set a cup in my mortal hand
Leaves are leaves when you approach them
You crush them and they’re motion
Dirt in the grooves of the pedal push
Joking everyone will be here
A change in the atmosphere

Paint stains outside of my windowsill
I throw paint at passing people
A color for their evil
You have an aura that shines with blue
I’ll give aquamarine statues
Endemic patient matchbooks

Lean all the graves toward floral hair
Dropping gave me such a chuckle

See the wind on the meanest grease all they see
Panorama of gospel preachers and ***
Anaconda will get me here, but that’s what I want
Get the red cross blood drive to fill your cup

Stretching on the line
Cannot find anything kind
Anything you find
Will be so blind

Animosity
Seek me in a dream
Sift through golden pans
Candle land

Shooting corner through
Spitting monsters right through you
With a fire too
New excuse

The ink’ed blots and the candle shots are all groaning in the shadow
The pine blue jeans and the massive scenes are croaking like an animal
I can’t find a way to release myself from the cutting of a lamb’s elbow
The bootstraps will come when you cannot find anything else outside, no
I am here today to enjoy my prayer even when you’re living tomorrow
When sister burned me, it didn't hurt me, it cast me to the fire's hope
The chance she's my mother is not so strong, in fact I think she's a running joke

You didn’t even notice
It was gone that whole moment
The class is screaming loudly
They all just love carousing
I am a quiet baby
I sit here like a lady
I’ll clap when they all want me
But then again, it’s my need

Is this the real motion?
Chairs already hit spokes and
Banged me right on my forehead
I felt it for several oceans