The moon ain't gonna ****
in the sky
It just sortta hovers in the y'know sky
Without making any sortta y'know
Irregular sortta y'know
Movement.
People look at at it y'know
But it don't get enough y'know
attention from the sorrta y'know
Average type sortta thing
person.

The buildings never tango with God
It isn't really y'knows sortta
accepted
but y'know
What can be done ?

In 500,000 years
We'll all be primitive
The new is told of the new
This is the y'know southern
Y'know recognition
That is going down
by the sorrta y'know
People who know what sortta
dilemmas come from that.

7 days TV
Wasted
It is still a long way down
Keep falling, y'know that
is the only position y'know from the grave
to the womb
That suits y'know the 77th private exodus
Of your own.

Sorry
I Can't repair you,
I'm broken too

Sorry
All i ever wanted
To be the one to speak her name as mine

Sorry
For hurting you over and over again
It hurts me too

Sorry
I keep saying it's good for you
but i doubt my honest feelings

Sorry
That you don't understand me when i say
I love you

Sorry
For not comming with a warning lable
"dangerous, do not speak with"

Sorry
For not telling you
And never going to

Sorry
You could've guessed
I'ts to late now

Sorry
I'm kinda stuck
But you can't help me out

Sorry
Do I want to stay or not
Well I don't really know

Sorry
For lying to you and never stopping
It's a big cycle

Sorry
I really am
but remember

It's just a game

I blow a spliff before I jump off of my rainbow

And lately IV been searching for payloads of  pasios to take home so witness the paper chase I guess that's that why my father stays gone  and somebody gotta get it just for the lights can stay on

and mama has a job but we pulling up on the lawn for a car she can sortta pay on and teis no longer there cahrri can only play on that's why I gotta make  songs so untilI make my portion I have no mattress to lay on all I want is the green and ill take it without the crayons so mama we're gonna make it I put that on what I skate on