I breed the beast inside of me. Fools believe his lies I shan't believe. God is lost, you're blind, your god is dead. Satan has his hands around your neck.
I dreamt of cash in my head. I dreamt of princess in foreign lands. I dreamt of love and affection. My lords blessings. . I asked answers to the questions.
We went up to the buliding site/saw the building and the concrete piles/and. watched them all working/building muscles and no-one smiled/we stood there and.
I been sinning. And I been livin'. And I been beaten. By Saturdays. On a diamond. I lay on a diamond. On a diamond. I lay awake. D'Artagnan. Good ol' D'Artagnan.
Hostile age. Nefarious, this maze. Predetermined fate or just a game?. Life is the killing circus. . How long. Can this go on?. Is there any exit from this cage?.
I don't know who invented the clock/but it began a process that will never. stop/at the age of six or seven or so/it was a decoration that went tick tock/.
You're walking down the street. You've got this white Chevy Lumina undercover. Checking you to see, they're checking your I D. 'Cause it's a fine time, it's a fine time, it's a fine time.
Acclimatized slowly to image distortion/selling the wares and wearing so thin/. which is worse? to be in or out of proportion?/documentality always stays in/.
scroll unfolds this plan. open path in sand. hungry mind strong hand. witness birth of man. . thou hast many paths to choose. destination towards truth.
Growling as I stare at smiles from the other side of the street/is it the. speed I'm walking at or the shoes upon my feet?/I couldn't afford the baseball.
He was down on his luck. With his bag in the back of his black Cadillac Coupe DeVille. He had a meeting at the crossroad. But he didn't know that his soul was about to get killed.
Straight spine. You'll work your life away. I break mine. Work hard I hardly sleep. Free Time. There's hardly enough so I. Waste mine. Enjoying the little things.
Mr.Dali Lamas. Another sister's shootin' heroin tomorrow. Amputees in Freetown, Sierra Leone's. The church wasn't honest. . The state put the youth in a harness.
Vacancy- room to let/any dumb ideas in to this empty head/"gospel, man!"-. don't quote me please/it was the first thing I thought/but now it's been said/.
Blind people must fall in love with a sense of mind a sense of touch/but when. you insist on finding shadows in which to kiss/and down the lights to cover.
Mr.Dali Lamas. Another sister's shootin' heroin tomorrow. Amputees in Freetown, Sierra Leone's. The church wasn't honest. . The state put the youth in a harness.
With detailed precision nothing omitted/made the incision cut to what ahed/. none of the trends/none of the friends of the packiaging crew/who seels of.
On the highway. On the freeway. In the airport. In the airplane. In the airtrain. . In Brooklyn, U.S.A.. To a Tinsel Town. Where now. What the Dodgers play.
Invisible people with invisible hands/holding very obvious collection cans/. anonymous people with anonymous jobs/hurry past for fear of being late for.
Been stuck in the middle of a vendetta. Between me and myself. I sure could use a witness. But I just ain't found one yet. . I sent a message in a bottle, took another swallow.