Hidden agenda Blowing smoke sideways My way Downstairs I'll die that way Fly away Up to the sky today How Who am I to say There's no God to pray To about what problems make You do what you must to rush from The hunt of something hush Discuss what's disgusted to love is to trust them The one who functions as a blunt to a gun And lust after musk from bums are suction Sanctioned unawakened the mistake of the enslavement of the vagrants To slave is to trade souls with the Devils Kill the killers and surpass the passes of passive sellers Sell all the cellars settling solidarity and comparatively clarity Apparently the parenting of parroting and ferrying the fearing of Mary j Is clearly the searing escape of dearly devoted integrity's relay Subconsciously is no longer to blame Hand to hand the flesh of flesh Upon the song of what is next To skim the surface is to be trapped at a veil Living while blind is leaving crumbs behind in a trail

23 Lovely in the back of the bus, there's no us Nothing but a trap for some love or disgust Searchin for a path that I'll rush in this grunge I'm hurtin but it'll pass by this drug it's enough I'm not a canvas or a stained glass Peter Always performing for an audience but I hate that theater Feverish demeanor, desires up in the ether I'm an unwired dreamer, tethered to this sheep herd With no way to show my wolfs true teeth Feel insane I roam the cold#moonbeams I'll try to carve my niche into starry old sky I can't reach out to my darling, don't cry

Innocence Is Bliss When the weather weathered I just knew it was time to go I control the world and the bruise on my isotopes Never left, so I took another breath And this history repeats so I think I can write my own I can go, to the edge of the earth To bury my beliefs that I shed at my birth Are nefarious and weak so they're left in the dirt I'm so very incomplete but I tend to divert From this sunken lovesick #life I'm rambunctious, sun-kissed, tongue split wide Where assumptions come with unfit times That encompass, nothing, some just die With no place, to call a home Don't face it, all a Lonely in the crowd, face is familiar If that's what it takes to be safe from the killing birds Fly high now while I find out Why a little bit of liquor can define my style Everything's broken and the house is full of mirrors And this apathy's a sickness but I doubt that there's a cure When I'm drowning in obscure references In a world where it's evident the girl wasn't medicine enough So I take another puff puff blunt Is it because I know that I can never be innocent again now?

Eraser head Last night I found a lady in the radiator She said we're alike, maybe I can stay forever I traced her face with razor blades to paint away The stains I made with red blues and hues The fuchsia maroon rouge, the set fuse and bruises The noose fits her neck, exit wounds are left Her words are gory this purgatory is perfect for me A search for glory has turned to mourning at night, I Listen to God when the liturgy calls She lives in the wall, I kiss her 'till the misery's gone Her ministry's all I listen to I give it my all A physical bond addicted to the skin of Allah I get lost in thought until I'm numb and feel the terror forming They get lost in thought because it's unfamiliar territory I buried warnings in Terra Firma and allegories To get to Heaven we went through hell and that's the story

White Tulip Dreams reach out, contrast of shadows Whispers of a wonder that's momentarily captured In between the synapses of gullibility and comfort The food for thought no longer satisfies the hunger Out of a window a promise of thunder Bright lights, Endless horizon, Wings of Summer Smooth to uncover what's trapped underneath Universe will unify, when you and I meet