Aug 12, 2008 19:57
I get as high as satelites
in the sky transmitin' lines
where switch-hitters
blink on, blink off lights
of objects already identified
'Cause what i'm supposed to be seein'
just won't fly with me
Catch me in hyperspaced time machines
reflecting multifaceted mirrors
crackin' into me backwards
where I die mentioning
dimensions dissecting eyes in
triangles of holy trinities
X Infinity spinned backwards in imagery
where i'm throwing up your pieces
in circling toxicity
type turmoil screaching
in elaborate plans foiled
with leeches that spoiled notes
now repackaged
and spit back to you
to chew as the fool
as the tool, as if wool from sheep
is yielding, fields too extreme
like one can't hold canned heat
axises denied and crosschattering
sending shockwaves,
striking chords,
and raising volume
through soundwaved metaphor
when I met a door,
and left the floor
in magnetic raves of headaches
enslaved to beats
layed in static mastering
and slicing of rhythms
that repeat repeat repeat repeat
drop kick drums and frisbee snares slicing
cause we've got you programmed like a beat (?beats me?)
so beat me to the punchline and squeeze
the trigger if you're thinkin' i'm figuratively
taking shots at the dark, and takin' prisoners lightly
and that's all i'm gonna say, in advance, i'm not sorry,
nope, assume theres judges writing notes, haha lol no
i'm not serious though
i'm not serious though
it's a series though
by the way, love you ;)