just a no-show verse I liked
I am a genuine failure
Because I refuse to wear a taylored suit
And cleanshaven features are leechers for the cute
My dad was a jaded preacher with everything
To lose
And I had the love seeker in me before I was even two
I never abused drugs, felt my parent's love but refused hugs
Cause I knew the day would come where a cold shoulder
Would be a shrug
So I was prepared to shrug off God, and abandon the road
To deserted trails of lost females where emotions are rolled
Into marijuana tumbleweeds, where my words are cannons and moats
I sell the harmless product to kids with no fathers
and false hope
I wish I could call home...
That my flashlight had batteries and I had some light
That the grumbling in my stomach was the thundering in the sky
Cause I feel the remnants of yesterday creeping in today
And I have nothing left to say
Just to throw up my thumb and inner bottled pain of decades
Spent in the rain, vomiting
The remains of undisgested love, sex, age
In a tragic mood, this asphalt is rabbit food
On my way to the hitchhiker trails
To the river of styx, depression nailed my saviour to a cross
With spike nails.
Credz, I hit up some kid named 6one7 and a diss by The Prince of Penis. Peace.
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