If you want with those advantages
Have to risk wrists, toes in manacles
Get the bit between your mandibles
Be manful, don’t let those dreams remain dreams, make them be
Before they vanish like the last of the bees
Because the ecosystem was badly treated
Planting trees for the pleasure of spreading seeds
Bedding them, leaves threading
Rimed branches reminding me what’s on the line
The autohangman’s rope’s like a jungle vine, will you do that?
Garage full of horses, I could start a ranch, umad?
Love her but she’s a whore, tattooed that above her ass
Initials like stay classy, plausible deniability twinned with daddy issues
Loving cash, love and cash often clash
Always ends badly but that’s that
Born plutocrat, Pluto’s shadow a shade-spun mask
Occulting my facade
You don’t hate the cheese just because it can tease a rat
Don’t be sad
Fuck the World and all that happened
Happy saying that, spat off the Ha’penny span
Spun the block a few times, I was playing that
Dangerous game, worried where I’d be when they came for me
Inhaling spray paint just to get away from the paveless chase
It’s all happening inside outta sight like a gestating baby at first tri
Place is pagan, tending a neverending flame
My body yields to the glaive
Painless, pane-staining gravy a Bathory staple
Process of creating my art is painstaking
A pain in the heart
But I have to finish the cake, they’re staring me down hard
I’m swallowing hard, it’s getting harder and harder to swallow.
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