i should know by now
how not to be a creep
so stop me before it starts
and though, it's hard
to see past such
glaring imperfections
take a gander at my friends
and question their affection
with a dose of understanding
you may join their ranks
however tried and few
take it for what a creep can offer but
the next i chose to take this test
is you
far away but inside you
lets play a game tonight
run away in black and white
talk memories
remember that instant
when nothing mattered?
embrace that
we only have those moments
they are few and sparse
dont forget who you were with
how they felt about you
as they felt about you
and smiled on your lips
the warmth of two bodies
shared by their hips
you're not dieing
it's peaks from valleys
when you hold yourself at night
cause im not there
(im thinking of you, somewhere)
i desire, feel that?
hear my words
let's tangle minds
lose yourself in my music
cause you and I rhyme
and this distance will cease to exist
if you can abide the time
(I cant put one i really want to because its offensive, so if your interested in some edge send me a message)
i cant count the times
i pushed you away
and looked back
hoping you were looking too
i cant count the times
ive run away
wishing i could last the
circumference of the earth
and end up back with you
or the times ive choked back words
hoping you would say them instead
the times ive failed
to turn goodbye hugs
into first kisses
the times
ive grazed your hand with mine
hoping theyd catch
by some magic of chance
youd save me
from this flopping like a fool
I am too shy
too much a coward...
to see this one through
i see people become
prey to gods
(ha, earthbound marauders
with lumps on their junk
from dipping into the scum)
merchants of false hope
turning nonsense loose
on desperation
(doesn't fix anything
makes the problem worse)
reaching deep into ratted pockets
past the few remaining crumbs
to consume their pride
but be sure to tip the house
that does not but denounce
and not to help you out
just wheeling barrels of shit
to fight your climbing the curve
it just goes to show
you deserve nothing
you only get what you earn.
go ahead
put it all on the horse
that never bothered to show
oh but 'hes risen once, love
of that i am sure'
if faith were worth half
of the effort it took
id believe in him too
(but bahhh bahhh
follow the leader)
theres no wool over my eyes
even the blind require touch smell hear taste tests
to believe
not you's
singing 'i just wanna be a sheep'
and 'my faith is sufficient for me'
cut the cancer out of your life
(be strong, believe on your own.)
this is no toy chemistry set
this is real life graduate level shit
mix in a splash of madness (called faith) with a gallon of desperation
to define your creation
while you pray to a god on a permanent vacation
when will you see that all he has to offer thee
is a bruise on your knees?
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