word to the krazies

the webs we weave so elegantly twisting and turning around are fingers
a dangerous game we play for amusement testing are minds strength
playing with intelligent  unstable minds we could all find to be unhealthy.
what happens when someone gets to sensitive or just gets quite
gets to paranoid acting out foolishly involving 3 rd parties
for fear of discovered identity or past hypothetical  monstrosity
it wouldn't be me i handle my shit personally
but i cant vouch for the other 3 all i can say is tread lightly my friends
i my self will fight to the death never involving 3rd party heat
i prefer to handle things my self like all man women and beast should be upholding
but im not going down alive that future is certain for me
taking down anything and everyone around me in a firestorm of hate and artillery ,
hopefully i take one to the head instantly ending my pain in this life reliving me
setting me free finally, hey i didnt even kill my self that what everyone thought would happen to me
the game of cat and mouse eventually has to end but how and when
if i may i  suggest we all give in, break bread lets all meet or some and have an epic 3 or 4 some? lol
im down how about you im sure theres something tasty on each of you , and well im just fucking delicious
better than a candy cane and i dont break lick me like a lollie -pop tie me up and fuck my brains out
cutting my chest with a razor blade licking up the blood that dripped on my face
all i can say is that were all bat shit crazy so lets get together and start a bat shit crazy family