$omeday Thi$ Won’t $ave You
Sit back,Relax…
Let me pour you another glass of bravery
Let it’s properties ease the sting in your conscience
Forget your empire’s built on slavery
Cold, Calculated,Finger pinched the Trigger
You’ve never felt bigger
No signs of wavering
Let me light your cigar as well
As you blow smoke rings, stop to see the tobacco burn
It’s a mirror reflecting your soul in Hell
Bourgeois Elitist, there isn’t time to waste
Believe me
Milking the cash cow is so passe
Rip it in half!
Bon Appe”tit”!
Hippiester
We aim to make the mundane meaningful
You see, meaning is a rare commodity these days
we have piercings and tatoos of every possible phrase
can you read what it says on my arm?
no, that’s not a threat!
because i can’t!
please come back!
i mean no harm!
my friends and i are just searching and seeking for answers
but elders say we’re just the latest form of a long list of societal cancers
they mumble it over drinks in the bar,
and after several hits of a joint in a car
clam baking our brains to see it the way they do
according to them, we stole the first part of their label too
twas the (hip)pies who birthed generation X
generation x coincidentally took lots of “x”
some died of heat exhaustion while others had meaningless sex
and that’s where we fit it in next
is it any wonder we hold nothing sacred?
we have no point of reference for what that even means
it was lost in translation
a language long dead
they say hipster because we stir the pot
all the decaying morals and pleasures that have begun to rot
we pick up your shattered pieces and fashion a mosaic
we are dr. frankenstein
our monster, “The Archaic”
yet this is the mere appearance of ressurection
you see, the monster has our mind, and only your reflection…
Blue
THERE IS THIS NEW GIRL IN MY LIFE THAT I’LL REFER TO AS BLUE WHICH IS FITTING CONSIDERING THAT’S THE WAY SHE MAKES ME FEEL…..NOT IN A BAD WAY, IT’S MORE LIKE WHAT THE 1920’S AFRICAN AMERICANS SANG ABOUT….WELL I GUESS THE DID TALK ABOUT THEIR “BABIES” LEAVING THEM A LOT…..IDK I’M JUST REALLY FUCKING INFATUATED AND HAVE BUTTERFLIES AND THE WHOLE 9 YARDS….CHEMISTRY ABOUNDS AND I’M SCARED OF THE UNKNOWN…..
DOOR MAT BLUES
MAN, I’M SO SICK OF LIVING WITH LEECHES!
THEY’RE SUCKING THE LIFE BLOOD OUT OF ME
THEY NEED TO GO BACK TO THE TEACHES OF PEACHES!
STUPID FUCKING MOTHER FUCKING FUCKERS!
.Sex
HAVING SEX WITH A GIRL ON HER PERIOD ALWAYS SOUNDS LIKE YOU’RE FUCKING A WATER BED..
