Middle of the night rain puddled in my boots
Sip of the goose before a dip in the truth
A trip to the noose after you twitch your caboose
Got a fix I could sooth or same old same I could do
Introduce your past like someone you never knew
The wind blew the fuse I lit before it blew
Sing the blues croon for the dying in the pews
Got a road to destruction running laps around you
Cruising in a zoot suit weed in the boots
Getting loose on that goof troop stew with the crew
Juice on that pac squad toss em off a roof
Rick Rude on a Qualude hips twist to kick the feud
The view from the top drops off in the flats
the map lacks the cracks in the fabric and I'm glad
dads caught greyhound and fast forward toi the past
Kick your hat to the back kids clap till the bag
Yea, I think I might die almost everyday
Waiting on that slow wade carried by the waves
shave some grace a little blood on a blade
Love on my face bass banging catch the kid a case
Yay break a sweat bed head looking lovely
catch wreck after the check cash for the bubbly
Teletubby swag got the telly on my tummy
It's money over everything corleone to you sonnys
Riding on a bike I stole from the pool at the park
Dodging sharks at the market can't rest after dark
They got a price on my heart dark ideas from a spark
Going yard no harvard shit was bottomless from the start
Part the seas Moses on a acid trip classic shit
Magic shift corpse flip and make the casket dip
Tragic trip beat you the fuck up out ya fashion flicks
Passionless love the movement but fuck an activist
My foes lay in wait for me, I can't get to sleep
The weakness seaping into me sew what I reap
Deep peeped the concrete flying toward the street
Cheap taste of vomit and your lipstick on my cheek
This blood isn't mine so if it leaks you can keep it
Jesus took the wheel but they kept all the secrets
In a world where these demons demand that you be decent
tell these silly academics to suck a dick through your thesis
I'm a devil in the hell that I designed
Defined by the way I keep clear from the divine
declined on the pine shot like kobe past his prime
Got a shudder in my spine fuck it nevermind
Yea, I'm just a phony playing with the rich kids
Sick iluminatti one eye watching like slick rick
No fly zone I think I'm trick trick
stiff kick to the liver gin got me on your shitlist
But if alcohols the problem maybe its the answer
Have to ask the abused muse moving like a panther
Thanks for the candor baby your a very good dancer
But I can't tell if this is a panic attack or cancer
What you think in a blink I was naked
eyes vacant lips saying baby we could make it
The lands been forsaken but we're finally awakened
so hand me my pants and a place I could break in
I wrote a song for you my fingers wouldn't play
When the chase turns to blade runner pain feels fake
I'm a flake, I'll just break in the places you feel safe
Save the tears lets just jump to our fate