Saturday, March 19, 2011

Pawn Job

look at me
hope treats me hopefully
3rd person to outros in indigos flows
back when it reeally flew off the handle board
what handle board what the fuck is a handle board
i only knew you for 6 hours of my life
and you blame your life on my life for livin here
is thier a cure no thier isnt not enough pot or black magic could help stab it
havoc loselly looking at pornography always having every sought behind me
sew the stiches shut, could I at least give a fuck
stuck in in a rut
nothing but a butt fuck
ass fucking my mind and i dont even know if its true
is it you, or does this sound like a gay rap
wrap it all undone
dont even know
closed all acounts
make a mess on the bedsheets
ive always loved her
and even if i was a arabic
uncrontrolling the world even when i see kids head blown off
death beyond death
thats the only death wish thats blisss and its
ignorence
take a stab at insecurity
pavements blastin off
and all i dream of is virtual reality