Centerfold blindness your kindness is mindless,
silence.
I'm tired of hearing the jibber jabber,
the chitter chatter,
weak knees on a tall ladder,
making money out of matter.
Pitter patter,
fuck the rain just let it pour,
watched her eyeball me from the corner of that door.
Sore sorry son of a bitch,
switch your ass a little bit and poke out the lips,
wish his bliss was your hips,
cause commotion with these kids.
Never have I ever,
brew streaming down throats to prove their better,
than the rest,
better than the mess,
better than the cess.
Fessed up to complications in the chest,
to be struck down by the forger of the crest.
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Panic attack.
Panic attack.
That's thinking positively, good fucking job.
Thanks for being the leader of my flash mob,
feel sorry for me only when you have to see me sob,
breakdown and act uncalled-
for you were the one who made the heart spun,
working too hard to keep the glow of the rising sun,
forever making magic to impress the only son.
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