What is our problem, what keeps eating away at me and you You keep expecting something, knowing that I can't come through Hahaha, I know this isn't the response that you expected I'm so far beyond a baby left, spat upon and fucking neglected
Screaming for breast milk, but being fed out of something as cold as this How much fucking love did it take to cram this tube in to my lip Fake fucking promises to please give you just a little more time Life has been what it is, contributing to a fucked up state of mind
Look at you prejudging, that's how you get your kicks Thinking Lil Momma is less, because the skirt is short and the ass is thick Look at her little posse by the dance floor shaking their ass Acting all rowdy, drinks turnt up, you think they're low class
Getting all jealous, every time they walk by they show me some love Kisses on the cheeks, hugs with some back rubs "Why haven't you come by, we were looking forward to a visit" You're steadily in my ear screaming, Shawty looks nice, who is it
Debby was a beautiful girl, not only in heart but she had a beautiul spirit Her soul wasn't of the silent sort, familiars claimed that they could hear it Quick to try to right any wrong, uplifting motivation all day long "We Are The World" her favorite of all time song
She considered herself a free spirit, one of the last true hippies Casual in her dress, nose piercing, and a love to get a little tipsy Popping up in social circles grabbing children of any color and acting silly She was trailer park, ghetto, barrio, goth, rock, blues, city, and...
You're the answer to questions best left unasked Not because of difficulty, but because the answer is so vast Like why am I here in life, what's my part What shines brighter than the sun, how much love fills a heart
Yes, you've answered these questions for me A armor of honesty against a foe of treachery Whose smile out shines even the sun And fills my heart with love just for fun
There's no better way to pass my day Than remembering your delicate features and certain things you say Certain phrases carefully arranged ...
Before stepping into my mind, I cleaned my feet at the door No more dragging shit in like I've done so many times before But she was different , the wisp of her words fluttered past my ear Hammering my anvil, stirring up my cochlea, trapped in my inner ear
Clean of feet she easily entered my mind Hell, once in there the key to my heart was not hard to find In through my vena cava weaving her own maze but I never caught her The redrawing of intricate lines totally out of her mind's architecture