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30 Dec 2021

dad .. i hope to keep out this rope from my neck this rain can't shout can't stop to falling on my back all this is wreck i 'm swimming backstroke but God has spoke' i'm alived in this motherfuckin choke i can't feel another smells ther's no santa's with his bells i can't spit words i can't spell anyone of my body cells while damned faces see me on the shelves there's no santas only satans have u seen the selfie with the afghans? ther's no pain while they're searchin' in my brain the loundry is my last problem with this bloodstain i can tell u again while we're crashing with a biplane only a plan a damn piece of this fuckin' food chain hei dude can u explain me why are you crapping from your ass cocaine? i can't understand the why u like to be a slave i can't contain my disgust like a Greta and her lovely cosmic dust i could running fast away from my past but i'm confident about american health care trust Daddy I'm stoned tonight My skull is domed my vomit's tight My life is made owned insight I dream a full of light not a nightmare that remains alone in the night the juice of life fighting the judge who hides me the touch of the rain is beating me another life has begun and already dying is like a gun ready to crying a shower in the desert that is drying loneliness is leaving me , the rain has stopped falling, and I can see that light I was looking for

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3 years ago

dad .. i hope to keep out this rope from my neck this rain can't shout can't stop to falling on my back all this is wreck i 'm swimming backstroke but God has spoke' i'm alived in this motherfuckin choke i can't feel another smells ther's no santa's with his bells i can't spit words i can't spell anyone of my body cells while damned faces see me on the shelves there's no santas only satans have u seen the selfie with the afghans? ther's no pain while they're searchin' in my brain the loundry is my last problem with this bloodstain i can tell u again while we're crashing with a biplane only a plan a damn piece of this fuckin' food chain hei dude can u explain me why are you crapping from your ass cocaine? i can't understand the why u like to be a slave i can't contain my disgust like a Greta and her lovely cosmic dust i could running fast away from my past but i'm confident about american health care trust Daddy I'm stoned tonight My skull is domed my vomit's tight My life is made owned insight I dream a full of light not a nightmare that remains alone in the night the juice of life fighting the judge who hides me the touch of the rain is beating me another life has begun and already dying is like a gun ready to crying a shower in the desert that is drying loneliness is leaving me , the rain has stopped falling, and I can see that light I was looking for

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