hollow hearts

For the Family How would I choose to describe myself in this very moment, i guess itd have to be loathsomeness always withholding, am i the type of guy who always needs yours condolence, or am i the type of guy constantly shaping and molding, I am just human, just like you, i stick my eyes the tube and wonder why im so im so fucked, constant destracions are a must, instead of shoveling into what you need to adjust, what is easy makes the pleasure rust, overindused, constantly overused, makes the pleasure go away as if it was never used, get used to that like that shit really aint half bad, then you out on the streets beggin other peoples money for a bag, This is the type of way that we lowlifes really be livin, constantly over stressed and under dressed, man its a given, repivot your position without any coalition in addition leave an incison bigger than a telethon television, dig into that tunnel vision, stay on track and never dismiss it, like a butterfly out of your grasp but then you chill and it lands on your lap, keep calm and carry on, theres no need to relapse, but if you do make sure it ain't strong, and use that day to relax hollow hearts and empty halls make me so appalled let's shift these laws why carry on when you've already lost everything dear to you but need no gauze Ill tell you why sly guy, I'll tell you while baking a pie, the elite 1% dont give fuck if you live or die, so the governments gonna act like your best friend in the sky, but also slave you into their system for every nickle and dime