Celebrities and Politicians

Celebrities and Politicians tell us their opinion
They spoil the fun and add predictability to the ending
Im still sinning in favor of a short life, but i’ll live long…hopefully
I imagine myself with you on starry nights
While i’m standing alone
On the corner
In the rain
Black Vietnam and it’s 2014, and if you don’t know what I mean then you should split from this naturally poetic and violently ill scene
With extras and a few fiends
The video shows a time when we weren’t as keen
On the insanity of being willing to lose your life over some stupid shit
L-O-R-D shit, celebrities and politicians give us their wits
And we listen to their nasty little fits
We listen to them as they change their kits
And we just sit, to hear debauchery in vocabulary, and when your itinerary begins disappear and the phone rings
I get money, the chorus begins to sing
Guess who is back, The newest author who is young and black
Feeling a certain type of way trying to write up what you lack
Feeling the urge to slack but then I wouldn’t be getting the keys to the city in twenty years, bringing some pride back to New Haven
Bestseller for my other peers who told me I couldn’t do it
Made it for those who said i couldn’t make it through hell
Nightmares as the devils son like L
Getting back up if I fell in the present tense , weighing pounds for pence and hence, I’m living foul for all that I did awhile back

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Home Again

Have you been able to pontificate about the dark days and bright nights that we’ve got, making magic out of the illusions of the people in which we are not

I can’t think straight, the pain must stop, because if I stay to off balance I’ll drop These are the days when a father is needed by his son

I need someone to pick up the pieces instead of turning around to run, I need a clearer vision of the sun, because some days I feel like a big mistake, and then others like the chosen one, these are the days when I’m reminded how I was born by the knife and will live by a gun

This teenage minacity is less innocent then a stroll on the city, or the brutality of the town without pity, revenge and repent, tragedy of the years of doves and mud, and the present terror of the past blood

I don’t want to drown or burn away, I want to rise above and howl what I’ve got to say, without delay I want all of hell to pay before I fade away. It’s the glimpse of hope, as misery gleams, 

 

To Destroy An Idea

Smash the window resulting in bloody knees, fiends waiting for the itch to cease

The moments of day when I struggle to breath, delaying celebrations because I’m trying to prove to myself that I still even believe

And, I remember so clearly the days I slit my wrist, I remember so clearly all the risks I took to exist

To abort an idea and watch it wheeze, set fire to the world, hopes and bars

My mind is becoming an exhibition that transcends dimensions for tradition, just so I can have faster cars, sometimes I think there is a moon man and I’m living on mars

And no I’m not gonna shot for the stars again, fall from the sky and die breathing in air I used to rely in

There is a memory so stand still, Take a Minute prior to pulling the trigger because now I’ve got a view to a kill

I was promised good things that end, and I always knew they would

I tried to conquer this world, and even as I falter I know I still could

So many perfect shapes, how do I compete? Truth is what you perceive but depending on how much you believe will raise the limits on all that you receive.

I’m looking at the quiet sky again, and I’m looking at a close up of the past on New Year’s Eve, the silence holds aggression that builds belief, like blasphemy and grace creating a new me yeah

Day creeps and night tends, I’ve got the devil inside yet I ascend, and I blend animosity like it’s a trend, nutrition for a theory fueling hypocrisy, with hate so far the eye can’t see

And it’s the times of the night that remind, that if it wasn’t for the hate I couldn’t be me, the evil entit

 

Lonely Guitar Chords

The solemn aggression and pain of lonely nights, the darkness and disputes shine upon city lights

I sway in the wind as the feeling of doom creeps in despite all the advantages of a perpetuating preconceived desires and barren roads that seem to never end

They say I’m kidding but it’s a fact, it’s a stereotype of the prejudice that’s built to react

My past influences the way I act

The messages from society shield wondrous dreams, and I’m beginning to waste away it seems, and if you don’t help me now ill fade away in the misery Day in Day out

Misery finds a home it always does, a problem evolves from me to us, and if looks could kill I’d bury your trust

I’d always had my heart in hand, I always said if the tide rose I’d stand, maybe I’m just not god’s man

As times passes so quick, in motion my life makes me sick, and you remind me of all the things that were ever said by knowing me when my face was plastered red

Controlling each impulse and feeling with empty meds, and the tribulation of being hungry and having yet to be fed no, because sometimes I feel like I’m going to just drop dead

It’s the nights I loathe and the daylight I dread, I’m wasting away in bed, the feeling is beginning to spread and I’m fading, I’m fading Day In, Day Out, Day In, Day Out

 

The Last Kiss

Im nothing
Wasn’t good enough
I’m to fearful to ever reach forward again
Just to hold your hand
After our love ends the bitterness begins
You hate me because i am to blame
Envious because this life for you is just a game
I would have never said those three words to you
But back when i was drowning in high tide i was clueless
Lost in sea
Because you and me were never meant to be

Beautiful Face

I’ve built a massive wall, but can’t build up my dots

I’ll break the small rules if it will show you lot

That I’m different from you and you aren’t the same as me

And the saddest thing I know is the fate of people close to me

Shadows of movements that I can’t see

Its not the end for you but it is for me 

I am a shadow among men who is dying from regret

I’m so in love with you, are you with me?

I’m lost in your space, and I’ll just take all that I can get

 

Sometimes I think and I fret

If life’s a game then let me place my bet, but if I lose what do I get?

I’d do anything if the thoughts could leave me alone

I might be a dog to you but don’t you dare throw me a bone

And I might be different from the rest , but I understand my fate

I am a shadow among men dying from regret

I’m so in love with your eyes, but show me the rest

I’m lost in the question but let me guess

 

I gaze at the starry night, twilight via dimming lights

The ambition, dead to rights

Space between the incision

Not picture perfect, just polished with precision

And as I deal with regret, I awake up from a winter sleep scared

But I know I am living

I’m right there when you’re upset

But I am a shadow among men who is dying from regret

I’m so in love with our past, but it’s filled with descent

I’m so in love with your sighs, can you hate me one more time

As I cry from regret will you appear at my steps

When I disappear will there be any regret

When I die will you forget?

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Hopes, Questions and Fears

Hopes and Fears

I wander back into the universe
Scared for my future
My hands on my face
Floating above the big cities
I see the skyscrapers
As the music gets louder
I can’t even breath
I am a spectre
I am the ghost
Burning in existence
Marching through the sky
My dreams stay in the shadows

Will you lead to follow?
Will the sky open for us tonight?
Will there be light, or forever darkness?
Questions, hopes and fears
All downplayed by the thoughts that are sincere
Whether we are on top of the world
Or below the ground
We must decide what we are to do
What is our sound
The music starts to get loud
And the night sky forms within
You feel the sun on your back
Until the end
Until the End