What Is In Your House
...the music is no longer playing
minds twisted from the beginning of time... what is in your house
some days it is quiet as a mouse…
other days, the mess of music plays
to drown out the heart and soul of that step man in your life
what is in your house
learned hatred stirring like a pot of soup... what is in your house
some days it is quiet as a mouse…
other days, mess of music plays
behind a closed door with headphones sounds as loud as they will go
what is in your house
incomplete homework and there is no explanation to outside world... what is in your house
some days it is quiet as a mouse…
other days, the mess of music plays
invisible instruments playing in the depths of your being
what is in your house
the female figure’s face pounding the hands of an angry male figure... what is in your house
some days it is quiet as a mouse….
other days, mess of music plays
your dream is playing unheard of music
what is in your house
the frig’ is filled with alcohol instead of food for those you beared... what is in your house
some days it is quiet as a mouse….
other days, mess of music plays
your heart is beating as fast as the sound of african drums in your head
what is in your house
what is in your house?...the music is no longer playing
