we made the braid split
contempt to redesign a metaphorical dialect. i can't reconquer this, it's just another twist of words to be misinterpreted. i can't find out the inscription without such dedication, but you have no emotion other than that of your disrespect.
hold stop control spit. the dirt you walk on is now represented. i can't find the owner but the deed is ripped right down the middle to control it. my mind spoke loudly to the counterpart. i slow down fast to restart this jargon, stop. i need another brain twist. cancer can't be controled by adding new cysts. break cells into bits, then contort the truth so that it fits.
this is how you play games with bricks. throw them at windows til the walls collaspe. rush down for cpr when they have heart attacks. stop bugging me about putting her body on the tracks. the train will stop when they see us laugh.
don't you get the outcome. someone dies and we all succum. i bow down the maker while beating this drum. i can't stand alone and i won't become numb. stab these battle wounds with salt. i'll break out the aspirin and drown your sin out. count to ten then down the spout. and when the poison sinks in you won't be able to put it down.
like alcoholics surrounded by prescriptions. they'll take the pills and wait for death to sit in. the spontaneous chain of thoughts seems to be deprevation. why do most my ideas rhyme, including this situation? help me help you help me. i can't help if i can't see. i'm blind because i'm not free. i refuse to be anything less they you need me to be. but it's too much. broken bones to conclude such rust. it seems that's all that's left when you have no trust. so i'll shut up and turn back to dust.
hold stop control spit. the dirt you walk on is now represented. i can't find the owner but the deed is ripped right down the middle to control it. my mind spoke loudly to the counterpart. i slow down fast to restart this jargon, stop. i need another brain twist. cancer can't be controled by adding new cysts. break cells into bits, then contort the truth so that it fits.
this is how you play games with bricks. throw them at windows til the walls collaspe. rush down for cpr when they have heart attacks. stop bugging me about putting her body on the tracks. the train will stop when they see us laugh.
don't you get the outcome. someone dies and we all succum. i bow down the maker while beating this drum. i can't stand alone and i won't become numb. stab these battle wounds with salt. i'll break out the aspirin and drown your sin out. count to ten then down the spout. and when the poison sinks in you won't be able to put it down.
like alcoholics surrounded by prescriptions. they'll take the pills and wait for death to sit in. the spontaneous chain of thoughts seems to be deprevation. why do most my ideas rhyme, including this situation? help me help you help me. i can't help if i can't see. i'm blind because i'm not free. i refuse to be anything less they you need me to be. but it's too much. broken bones to conclude such rust. it seems that's all that's left when you have no trust. so i'll shut up and turn back to dust.