A Flagrant Conniption (dark)
Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2011 4:30 am
ima master of disaster, a flagrant conniption
should be valued as despicable in need of prescriptions
a criminal for life i'm too shallow to listen
im always smitten hells written in my anatomy
i try to build beauty but it ends in catastrophe
social venues atrophy labeled as dirty an dastardly
pain has ta be present constantly laced with savagery
drastically following the same steps as my predecessors
always stuck in a tangle like ghetto hair dressers
got a headache cause i always fill my head with pressures
with debt ta measure never budgeting a cent
pessimistic views theres no downhills only ascents
words are a vent spewing poisonous heat for defense
sick of the non sense, from a senseless mass
hatred for hate traded on plates too immense ta pass
as the greed in me breeds chasing the scent of cash
i dent tha dash punching my steering wheel for lying
a deal struck with the devil that was sealed with violence
hating my X, how could a house cat steal from lions
a revealing silence, followed by the bang of drums
a mumbled existence wonder where my pain is from
so i sit an twiddle my fingers til the blood stains my thumbs
should be valued as despicable in need of prescriptions
a criminal for life i'm too shallow to listen
im always smitten hells written in my anatomy
i try to build beauty but it ends in catastrophe
social venues atrophy labeled as dirty an dastardly
pain has ta be present constantly laced with savagery
drastically following the same steps as my predecessors
always stuck in a tangle like ghetto hair dressers
got a headache cause i always fill my head with pressures
with debt ta measure never budgeting a cent
pessimistic views theres no downhills only ascents
words are a vent spewing poisonous heat for defense
sick of the non sense, from a senseless mass
hatred for hate traded on plates too immense ta pass
as the greed in me breeds chasing the scent of cash
i dent tha dash punching my steering wheel for lying
a deal struck with the devil that was sealed with violence
hating my X, how could a house cat steal from lions
a revealing silence, followed by the bang of drums
a mumbled existence wonder where my pain is from
so i sit an twiddle my fingers til the blood stains my thumbs