The Divine to be mine while I unwind in time
No one could even come close or dare
The MOST glorious and goriest
Leader of us ALL
Someone who is there to help us
Catch us when we fall
In the gentle cadence of life’s dance some take a chance
Lifting their weary heads up high while others are finding romance
The sun rises and the sun sets, say BET!
Hypnosis, trance, or another bitch,
If told to dance, get lanced get pranced on,
Just make sure you have your pants on...
Hold our endeavors in your hands
You took our hearts
You stole and foiled our plans
What is left here that is NOT banned
Some things we cannot understand
Laughter is that what we are after
Greed a need like a rotten good deed
Some things once forgotten start to seep when they bleed
While the vampire like conspiracy starts to feed
Show us what you see through your eyes
Hopefully NOT being to another’s demise
Try on, hone in, where one is roaming,
Tone deaf, tested, arrested and quite wrecked,
Blessed best bestie getting messy,
Many sins accompanied by grins confessing,
What is East is West and then more or less,
Will take a load right off of one’s chest,
At the crest when way wards wind up,
The opponent’s flair out their bucks,
Locked up with no luck,
Shucks, Huck really fucked us,
While windows have tint
Woah...
White widow
lo comprehend Oh
This simple prayer
I fair to share
With one more turtle or a hare
Who might be faster
I would NOT put it past her
I am nobody’s freaking master
Yet I am not an ass
Sown shut so crass
Here to have a good time
Let us have a blast
When the mast breaks
Like the mastodon
The shipwreck as our fate
We figure we are gone
Yet bigger fish to fry
Will NOT hold my tongue or lie
Wondering when, where, what, why?
Still far from the time to die
Wavy waves like Barbeque Lays
Sitting, dipping, some say Crippen’
Some give some lip
I give no lip service
What the fuck?
Who would deserve this?
Simple pimple on a dimple of an ass that Jesus rode,
Wanting, hunting, forever stunting until it is time to explode,
Makes me breaks me by those that hate me,
I am Never, ever waiting,
Could be debating, infatuating or creating chaos,
If I backed that up I would be the boss,
I still do NOT back up into a crowd so loud
When some came to uplift while others bowed
Call me crazy
Call me a coward
Let us crank this to eleven
We have the power
One more thing that would be devoured
A simple syrup blurry shower
Just say, “Surely,” you Shirley temple sucker
Tables do turn and I did NOT stutter
Looking for the mother fucker
Who steered us off course without a rudder
We cannot change the wind yet we can change the sails
Begin to blend in or act as if we are snails
Learn to lend ears and then lend tall tales
Get on Tik Tok because after all we failed
Let this guitar solo
Preach YOLO as the guitar begins to wail
Whammy
Could be another Grammy
Stammering
Hammering on these guitar strings
One more thing
G3isKey
