It sounds school to be literate
I don't even know what the hecka I am saying.
Hurtful truths of this wordy misfortune.
Are you free this time of night can I call and say goodbye?
What if I wrapped everything that I said
Would it make
Make it would a difference
Stuttering is the end of the beginnings where Lie to send the waking breath of all whom it may concern. These thoughts my awkish thoughts Crazy people don't sound so crazy when they are on paper in frequencies of song. There's a lot
And I mean a lot
Of hatred embedded within us.
Can we say what we really want to say and mean
The things . Call her dammit call her.
I don't even know what I am saying spelling out
Aligning mysterious mixtures to show
To row
I'm flipping off the world and you don't even know
Hello is anyone home?
This stage fright is killing my soul.
I rapped I heard
Can you hear me I'm crying and alone!
No wonder eminem always yells in his odes
He's speaking his truth
And goes how far to where it stops and ends No more than 30 lines
Bad dreams descend
I need new words
New words to express
The success I achieve to receive
Or is it -
These precious words that I sing late at night the cliches those cliches
And I'm feeling
filled with hate can this be burned
Can this
be turned into wrap
Ing paper who the hell knows.
Stutterment isn't even a word but I say
it anyway.
Hey can I call you Late at night when I'm screaming to chill
How the hell am I these darn bills.
That's so stupid let me scratch that
Again and repeat flat linings the world is watching
sublime
Ranting is one thing but saying the truth that hath been kept up inside for so freaking long I don't care if I wrote typos, I don't care if this is a song/. I falter and It wounds mean. I falter on this altar And spell these words through
My head.
Receive to achieve.
I don't even know have of the words that I said.
This is rage
And I grow with age
So let us.
