We parted the skies pardon me I wanted the stars , wanted the farthest point from ours. So I ran to open fire and no longer feel the burn- Everybody has their turn when they promised that we'd be accomplished. Not to knock college, but some of the smartest 'Marks' target banging arm rockets. Lost it all like he never had a sweet mom and a clever dad. Whether that really matters is yet to be determined but one thing is for certain when you feel you've lost your purpose -hurting trying to find way , hiding place ,trying to find your strength. Then it's on you, than it's all you consuming mushroom's, skinny chicks, and strong booze then- Its all mood high you feeling the fall soon, its all mood high your still in the ball room, lost boys never land and a million marbles, lost boys never land and a million marbles-

Tasting the clouds and tossing a rain bow, never the same old family night and a game show, staying around the same folks it takes hold so take note, pull the straw from the looking glass and fire form the ladle, there's a heart behind the ribs and a life behind the navel. I know your pupils hungry but your iris had to say no. Panic occurs damaging nerves then the stamina hurts you never did the hardwood until the laminate thirst had you talking sideways like a animate herb. Bile stained wood so you had to switch to tile, is wasn't your greatest look but your favorite style. His souls a Hiroshima, Pearl Harbor, Bay of Tonkin. Invention of the nuke and all that's gone off since. When the self loathing grows so strong that shits toxic. Vomit stings when you try to swallow it down, sadly so does pride but we swallowing now.

Hey! Hello homie are you back? We had a spat ,scrapping in your habitat, its why your nose is broke and under your eyes is black. Imagine that... we haven't the first spoke like spinners on Cadillac , I'm mad at that, kinda sad in fact ; but it keeps on moving and it keeps on passing; time and lady luck stay running without asking- Not to many see the street signs so be bright and keep right, its all up to you fire candle or a tea-light. Do-it-defy-by , Hallucina- bye bye right? The who and the why I- choosing the die side right? Life is a game of haileigh and cooler than ice wine, initiate the program using your minds eye. We're all defined by expression and there-after in perceivers , yes its your essence on the crescent moon ; it's the stuff dreamers, I'll eat the monster cookie and I'll cop my free t-shirt, I'll eat the monster cookie and I'll cop my free t-shirt, Damn... I just want my free t-shirt.