I'd hijack the mfkn world for this woman and then lay and die after I hand it to her and say I never lied until you left my hands tied to a Bowie tied in a bow and wrapped in golden tissue it's you I'm too swollen cause I miss you but I yet to get the way you treating me I know I mistreated you and on a level you could even say i defeated the you that you knew by wanting to be the one you wanted to be true too I need you by my side I can swallow all this pride and this hollow heart my chest holds inside is a like a follow up to the rest ofresident evil and I'm president while the vilest dont rival the residents of my residence dead walk and stalk the rest of the delightful red faces under the basement is a case of mace in case meant to shine a finite line like the tail of a meteorite speeding its ride a final time the night is taking a bite out of the temperature since from here the sky is devoid of light and I'm missing her more that words that rhyme right and that isn't hard to define ignored in spit or maybe Sprite but never strive for spite still I arrive with me to mind my mind and teach it's new occupants the documents an dictate a documentary part from elementary's apply the preparation h I gotta buy since I dont wanna get high as bad as I wanna cry because every word I've ever heard been a lie I figure I could word the obsurd and herd the nerds like a shepherd with wit and more shit to hit with than you can get with you sith I'm jedi yet I bet I get the jump of set and swiftly tip the ball to fall once I get direction your defense is stacked in this possession and gift wrapped up some tiff after a spliff gifts me the shift and with a lord of infamous ifs I can only deal in the solidarity of falling solitary from the cliffs and no diff to sift through or ifs to live thru when I'd give you the neverending script clipped and flipped by some trips with the drip on the lip when they get snippy and refuse to dip I grab the grip of my flow and open the shit up on anyone who slips when sipping and starts to tipping the scales on the tale of the tape for this innate invertebrate in a verse baited but I ain't waiting to invert the sevens an have the heavens on the news at 11 since the heathens eating the meeting seating  on unleavened clouds that rain symbolically a sick melancholy torrent pouring bent synonyms of sin on them who begin to simply offended and circumvent the circus im in eventually essentially resilience is key but for me silence is free and not seeing it manifest as violence it cant be best to let these thoughts progress unless my quest is to convalesce the ominous pomposity that's pumping up the compositions positivity and all the intensity immense in sentence and pretentious benevolence is prevalent however irrelevant the hell of it is how you spell the well of words  heard on occurrence only blurred for sure it sounded slurred and solemn like golem an all them talkin is making this walking a chalken line in a bake off offering the fires wake to the scoffing expiring the tyrant while an ant trys trident fire an likes its punch spiked on ice whisked with wire to buy your tired ass a glass of straight dire anger inspired lyrical satire to combat sad and tired with a f14 tomcat I had back in nam that wont calm the psalms in my alms bombs drop from open palms somber they combed the tomb for a piece of you to exhume and bring some gloom to the game of doom groom the room with a broom zoom in out the womb like you from the moon and can get Job on the spot soon as I disrobe and probe the globe for a wicker stove my betrothed flickers like a bic the wind licks bickering tickets a sickening plot thickening i pick at the lock concocting mock scenes docked on the rocks unlocking a loaded glock I had cocked and in pocket to protect the pet rock that society socked in the eye for knocking on the wrong locker and becoming a blocker of the nocturne flocking inturn with broken tunes clocking out toking two taking a few new loud clouds to the top of the totem hook some jumper cables up to their scrotum and shock the jizz out as the electricity begins to fizzle out and drizzle down and you're missin out on the sound of the round things as they begin to pound and confounded you see in your mind answers that found their way back to town after wandering off the asylum grounds