Four rooms, a ceiling and a but there's more (close to insanity) A desk with a light, a window and a door (close to insanity) One bottle of the bluest inks iris ever saw (close to insanity) One child prodigy a vision in his core (close to insanity)
(yeah, yo) I'm bitten, slippin' away titanic burden nurses Where the anti-hero clergy purge their value service And was I huddled beneath the influenza fresh Meshed with that appear to shrink before my very breath These tides of woe and malice and mirth a wave crash Splashing my offspring graves to birth it's looking bleak Malarky farce sergeant crooked and sleek emerald glow I'm shook in a freak show OK I effects projective when I blink So I resign this chorus linked we let our eyelids fall and pilots stall With what I sing open lash light and dark clash to dim the wattage Then see the wide eyed dry grays and fiery colossus I am a hostage guiding yet pushed beneath the crazes climate Hiding behind the levy the stubborn rivers rise and feel this I wish heavenly brevity centered hate pedigrees instead of serenity God must have remembered me It clinched me, it wrenched me, tempted me to it me and rendered me suspended in its voyage How these tables have Hand to the bottle with the skull and cross scribbled off the label Sip the ladle the burn begging for dead off with a zephyr tread and leg in a web Caught couriers beckon they fled OK OK I get it Let 'em shake a then release 'em Like as if ghostly hysterics would leash on completion Odium, patience ran his anti-death Just a litigant stretchin' to touch tranquil but couldn't catch the angle I'm trained as corner famine troopers So my tray within a heart of hearts still up and parched, come on
(yeah, yeah, it)
I'm a sideline observer alerted not yet (close to insanity) The climate stubbornly slightly above freezing (close to insanity) Now everybody in the awaited my reply (close to insanity) I a billion tiny brilliant white lights into the sky (close to insanity)
Undeniably amused by the way the fuse By the way the clues churn in front of my To fertilize of concern for me for we For he who's sucked the trench fully dug I don't pull the plug Hug on my canteen like in a Centipede leader speedin' a meaty greed league I can tell by the way the needs bleed from a If the breed should have ever been bread 'nuff
compared to caterpillar and cocoon To emerge or a soon a bloom to a surge All I is the nourishment, the courage and the burn To ascend from a to grave blade runner Hunter, cleric, swordsman, like I'm walking with a broken mood ring Mood swingin' from the level to bevel the edge My team's on the ledge to pledge It's that.
In the it rains buckets of hunger pains In the winter it's the same an added climate change The remaining two balance the polar values equally for midrange Yet the songs of thirst remain the You could turn the whole reservoir to liquor Hell, split the ocean on its seams if it boosts your I never span of attention lest my brethren signal fresh So do your magic worker I'll remain unimpressed For the flux, the fix, the For the fact that little Billy up the block a lovely hand cannon I'd examined auto (right) when filibuster won (yeah) Concluded the few we're tuned were now targets of his movement (oh shit) It's intriguing, yet I guess I knew something was leaking Now I instinct delinquent settler runaways frayed boogie bastard clicks To glass stature walking graph characters Militant dance split the sun and sip the Tracer, is to lab rat primes They try to grace these sacred lips with his maze or a dirty He knew, he brewed the substance just to mock the budgets Then off all trickery bought off the public and screamed victory Tunnel through the mite grillage and the rig As fast a Aesop and his ten little fingers could dig trigger revenge Tip the goblet in the review my words spit in the puddle Peace to faint the fuck out and duck out
(yeah, check, huh, uh)
Now, all defenders of the trash talk (close to insanity) I was hidden, yet I slid in to rip the mask off (close to insanity) I'm seventy-six inches of all the purest (close to insanity) So y'all could dig me six feet deep my would still be over ground (close to insanity)
(It's that)