Untitled Song

Would you come knocking on opportunity's door if

it's burger king, and the way you got it is yours

 

or better yet if you wanna, why not consider this in the list of your thoughts

 

Would you come knocking on opportunity's door if

it further came, with no cost before you procure

 

 

and you can look forward without having to crawl

or grovel with your forehead caught on the floor,

with hands open often with thoughts of gobblin' more

if it's Halloween without the aura of horror but all the allure,

no tricking or treating, and you can ignore the

evil heathens and events, and simply receive it

the sweets that you toddlers adore,

don't worry about the message if you couldn't get the encense

when you read my passage

I'mma be a jawbreaker and leave yours trailing on the floor

when I'm finished with this song

and, what if every chance or prompt you chance upon is a pad

to launch you to success

No ifs or what's next, no 'wistful regrets'

But what humanity's ever known is failure, do you see that

or can you hope to be saved like a video game

with these nets before you fall in the seabed

risk-taker

piss faker

 

 

 

This is an apology letter to those She is called harmony now let us propose

But first let me introduce us both no marriage can go togther befo' you know

So this is my inner self, that is peace locked in a cell

*get it? locked in our cells* full of 'rage', one letter from the cage

Hah, one letter from the cage, mirror images to my riveting placement

in this situation, never knew who I was offending next

There were

 

This is an apology letter to those