tourniquet binds, tether reminds, clean but confined to eyes. carceral time, brutal refined, distractions define. turn on channel 3. returning to find, numbers assigned, a view misaligned, sold off.
I went to a party last night.. What sick things I saw.. Makeout sessions and bicycle messengers,. Punks and art school dropouts.. I ran into this guy I knew.
Stretched on this city's grid. Sometimes I feel so well hid. Pinned to this city's grid. No sign to end or begin this capillary life. This capillary life, this capillary life.
Free, alone. The predawn white light's coming on. Bottle on the night stand.. I count disasters on my free hands now. Run for cover there's big one coming..
A minute,. a second,. a half-life,. a minus,. a segment,. a blinder,. elective detention.. It's secession time,. paid for by cutting backwards.. It's election time,.
I believe in desperate acts. The kind that make me look stupid. Look like a. fool. Just keep reinventing myself. It's move or die. I change my form. These.
A minute, a second. A half-life, a minus. A segment, a blinder. Elective detention. . It's secession time. Paid for by cutting backwards. It's election time.
What's the furthest place from here?. It hasn't been my day for a couple years.. What's a couple more?. And if I go, don't forget the one good thing I almost did..
blood marks the road. where the animal left its life behind,. in a red stain. that the rain will wash away.. fall of night foretold,. sky colors like a bruise,.
time to drive out to nowhere special. just to believe you're thinking straight. soothed by the blurred and interstitial. happy to ruminate on hate. slurring the words to half a love song.
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Entropy's in, embroidered on skin. corrupt, latch-hook thin for show. You're in at dusk. They clean you up until you glow. . Absenter, absenter. . Secede, recede, I'll mark your retreat.
I got the message. calling me back home. Don't ever let go. Six foot deep hole. . The paths that cut so deep. from 30 years of sleep. walking from the quarry to the wall.
Hah.... Okay.... Yeah.... . Get ready for the international hit by Mula, Juan Magan. . I'm .. enough my baby and you don't care about.. Now listen to me lady,.
Move your body crazy you now be my sexy lady. Sexy lady, sexy lady. Follow me, yeah we got it. Let's get this party started...party started. Let's get this party started!.
we got the groove with the music don't stop come on. we got the girls going into the club you want it. joining the vip with bottles of rum the girls so sexy going crazy taking in to the top come on yeaah xD.
(So, do you party?). Nah, I just do ignorant hood-rat shit. With me and my niggas in the fucking mall. Odd Future Wolf Gang. . [Verse 1: Jasper]. Niggas at the fucking mall, niggas where my fucking drawers?.
I know. Theres a million things that I dont know. This I know for sure. . I know. You say Ive got to keep on my toes. Its hard when theyre broken. . I know.
He was found face down on a desert floor. From the looks of him he couldn't take anymore. If he was dead or alive I just wasn't sure. And wow all of the sudden he uttered these words.
I try to picture a girl. Through a looking glass. See her as a carbon atom. See her eyes and stare back at them. See that girl. As her own new world. Though a home is on the surface, she is still a universe.