Mouthing Off

Drops from a rusted faucet into a sink filled with dishes
Floors covered with carnage's destruction has been listed
Do you enter again boo your own free will
A young body with an ancient mind forced to chill

I'm just like you boo so come at me if you dare
But I  promise you that my pain goes so far beyond the stare
Come on boo and play me for a pussy let's see who gets fucked
Hahaha slam me against the walls by my fucking locks let's see who gets fucked

I'm as ancient as ancient can be with it
I can take the karma sutra back to west Ethiopia, the real shit
Back before anyone was skin bleaching, I mean the the real fucking heat
Yeah back into the darkness where we both wanted to meet

Where cemeteries are still stinking, Death has left her fucking stench
Reality is nothing as long as I'm living in your trench
You bleed on to me and the dishes are being scoured
Yeah come at me bitch and let's pass a few hours

Yes the faucet was rusted, squeaking, and leaking
Mentally we accepted but the dirty dishes kept speaking
Our carnage on the floor continually pleads and calls us back
With but a scream or a whimper and another dish is cracked

Dragged along the counter beneath the cabinets where it's dark
Two plates trying to break one another outlined in chalk
Now so far beyond the gates that now hell wants to kick us out
I guess this is what we both get for running our mouths