when i get tired
true vibrations
marky mark
and my funky ****
you say its bunk
one hit
and you on the top bunk
bunk beds as kids
jumpin matress to matress
now i dream of a girlfriend and a mistress
when we all kiss
i ******* first kiss
i want but i cant have
your with a better man
i was a lost cause
and i know
i listned i learned i taught myself not to
hurt
not to hurt
but to say shes doing better
cross my heart and hope to stunt
cuz
i aint
no punk

All is my fault that i can now understand,
i never wanted to change as to your plan,
to make me good,
to make me the best that you also know;
you are the person you only could,
do the all replacements in me,
and take me to your flow,
from the begining i was stupid,
i was deaf never listned your love music,
putting into the mind,
that you are mine,
but i was busy in the empty hive,
hanging-up with little pity,
you were easy to hold but i was not getting it,
your way of stance epressing the need,
you tried to make me understand is me+you=we

It was supposed to be listned to loud but i could not get loud enough
Seasonal pain seasonal change
My guts feel like marbles and tantrums
Its gonna be with ya the rest of your life and anything ya do soured by random access memories chunking down in the deep down deep things listen deep things scream it was supposed to be loud but i could never get loud enough
Seasonal pain, seasonal change
Dread, 2018, age of trumpets judgement jumping to concussions brick red smoke black starts at the fingers then shakes at the knees fire inside the call was supposed to be loud but i could never be loud enough
Seasonal pain, seasonal change
Shot to ****, slow cooked peppered preped and sold, lies stack trust me ******* trust me catastrophe careening on buses across the country destiny will bury me i shoulda cried louder but its never loud enough
Seasonal pain, seasonal change.

Whats it matter any way.