I think I’ve found the reason why I threw my gut instincts aside You had a crazy, fucked up song You made me sing I knew was wrong But now, thank God, I’ve seen the…

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love

Somehow when I write It comes out in time Words seem to flow out In a catchy rhyme Things just sorta happen

I drank a fifth of rum last night It wasn’t worth the morning plight If I could do it all again I’d have eight shots... or maybe t…

I can blend seamlessly Because I find parts of me In ev’ryone I see

Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.

I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

You showed me the switch And all that comes with it Karma’s a bitch

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme