Fuck you fuck you And me and maybe you I'm Dying to die I'm dying to fry My brain some more just dont wake up Survival instinct Messed me up What if I fuck up Wake up Paralysed being Shaved By sadistic nuns My blinking translation Of "dignatas now" Somehow misinterpreted As I'd love to hear that cunt Say 50 more hail marys

Death soon Coming for me Noose tree Veins bleed 4 hour bus Buy some smack Squirt a gram into The hole between my ass crack

BLANK.world This is here is I wish I could write with the pencil I hate typing it kills my flow If there is even one to show Grab my words by the nuts They're best in show And then ask yourself What the fuck is up Get your hands off my nuts Crufts is messed up

The End. The end has passed Nothing but inside Dripping out of my Synesthetic sand dune Blow a wave sail Harpoon shamu lol

Free feather flower over never under upside nearer taste is but a surprise every time I bite size my mass produced crumbly loose shoelaces Noel Edmonds fancy shirt screaming for attention dressing up to open boxes they loose it all he strokes his moustache the banker rings its the bbc taunting him ostracised thrown to channel 4 mad cult applaud his sociopathic morals al the while he's stealing from the channel 4 canteen screaming please let this be the natural order of things