Bash

Evil locks existence
Near the designer
Akward resistence
Fear and retire
Ear fulla beer
Weird and rewired
Journal to the hero
Earn a little zero
Clone blankets
Flooding the knowledge
Loving what fall is
Sober dolls
And Ugly alcoholics
This odor calls
For rugby animatronics
Had it but lost it
Sanity stockd it
Talkd it out of goin’
Rockin and a rollin
Flockin and its golden
Wasn’t shoppin it was stolen
Molding
Feathers and all
Thinking it mite be
Better to fall
I swear I never said it
Never said it at all
Unexpected irony
Deputy legs
The individuals heard
Thru the criminals wurd
Make it thru the fire
With minimal burns

Send it where the sun is
Underestimated rubbish
The planted potential
Of blastin a stencil
Cant think for themselves
Always askin the kindle
Drastic and simple
Hope to see them soon
Dancing with the unattractive
Lethal moon
Movin ur feet
All you gotta do
Is prove the defeat
And soon it will be
Choosing to see
Such graphic thirst
Get attacked in thirds
He aint guna stop
Till that bastard burns
Haul away the holidays
And call it a day
Employed artists
Makin noise in the darkness
Voiceless and sharpend
Avoiding the target

Spray paint posters
On the policy walls
They aint ghosts
Their oddessy calls
Mission after mission
Getting that tradition
Build it up
Leave it behind
Kill enuff
To feed the design
For the season to fry
Shoulder fights
Cold as ice
Couldn’t muster the pride
To hold his advice
Even tho he was slow
Told it was right
If you tell em to do it
He aint guna do it
Unless it comes with
A free tank of the fluid
Shavin his beard
and makin a druid
connected believer
with his neck at the cleaver
protecting the breather
destin to see her
he wants the lost
wrecked the receiver …..