the final awakening
there comes a moment in a mans life when they realize that everything they think they know is one great lie from the great trickster mind and all their family and friends is in on it you can’t trust anybody…
Started writing lyrics and poetry when I was 15 because it was the only place I felt free to say whatever I wanted. Been doing it since then. No rules. Only words on a sea of white like blood on snow. This is me at my most real, raw, and unfiltered. Like a wounded animal crawling back to his wonderland cave. My poetry is a trace of blood for others to follow. Nowhere to hide except here and now.
there comes a moment in a mans life when they realize that everything they think they know is one great lie from the great trickster mind and all their family and friends is in on it you can’t trust anybody…
someday i’ll fit on my sofa when i take a nap i will dig for trash in my piggy bank someday baby we’ll be stars someday darling we’ll wake up in love someday we’ll ride the subways until quarter past…
it seems i am always 10 years behind everyone i know in everything i was born 10 years too early and my net worth is minus 10 million i have 10 songs that understand perfectly who i will be in…
All you ever thought All you ever remembered Fake guns Water pistol robberies Sex toys tortured by ghosts by tortured ghosts on sunday afternoons will you be my lion tamer if i am your midnight mouse lets get a place…
will anything ever fill these vicevoids every night i search for more answers for more words for more movies risks and rewards the games we play a long time ago now i learned about another way of which warrior gods…
i wanna learn to love you like i’ve never loved anyone before this feeling inside when i think of you i can’t find the words to describe what it’s like to want you
i can feel myself becoming a superstar i alway knew that my alienation was leading me somewhere i kind of felt like the greatest human that’s ever lived it was in my early life troubles all the change and the…
got lost in my head doctors gave me some meds you need therapy they said i went travelling instead i was broke as fuck busked in the rain ate tourist leftovers in burger king nobody noticed or cared rode long…
i’m a secret agent of education i give people books and i write songs to share my secret agent thoughts sometimes i get mad and throw hissy fits cause i never learned to throw a punch out in the schoolyards…
i hate you when you leave when you get in too deep it’s hard to see the forest from the trees all i see is an orchestra of burning pianos playing ballet to lonely madmen true poetry is a science…