sloppy JoeS
• Written by Duhlema
my head hurts slithered emotions dirty ass shirts
I'm at a punk show with old friends its a trip literally out of hand
give me a cat scan nothing new opposite of confused
So many cats can't fathom my level its that blue collar rebel
reapply for a coma hearing touch and feeling sight synesthesia open mind
Beat so bad your eternal internal bounces like an echo of treble
TIMES PRETTY BIASED rebel without a cause ANTI SOCIETY ALLIANCE
we all talk not profit like this song doesn't make sense aint nobody stopping it
i hate white america don't quote me because ill cause paranoia
nothings the same mind spun lives a game no pain embarrass myself no shame
who hold open the door now for anyone anymore
ill trip your ass if your courtesy is as low as you on the floor
future coherint livin in the present its fucked with it i am but I'm to the parent
my souls in the desert in the city I'm deserted
pebbles are small rocks vice versa fuck the world quantum physics
fuck logistics boxing sobriety
purgatory story fucking platter on china wear smash contact with the floor splat
tolerance is my existence happy thoughts forever conditions air In the heater
like a duck eating bread chorizo with no eggs
who's laughing at me just give me some shit ill laugh with you
are you up there portal tear multi dimensional aware
im screaming ill take more to get more fuck a equal score
all these words out my mouth are swears i know you care please share
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Duhlema
Member since December 22 2013