If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?
snow rains and flushes mental cocaines
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
I appreciate you Facilitating breakthroughs With love I didn’t know due This wretch without a clue
My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit
Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…
I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor
I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song
Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.
I only care about you when You exit from my life I only ahh-pper-ec-i-ate When I can’t taste your spice I only know that you are all
Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny
I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want
If you think I’m gonna give up You don’t know shit about me I’m completely stubborn as fuck Ass ain’t got nothin’ on me
Lord and Jesus Christ Don’t forget the lice Spiders, ticks, and skeeters All the heeby-jeebers They’ve got their own place