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R U Mine?

Zoo Keeper

there is a bare, desolate place 
where the sun dried grass bursts into smoke and flame
and there’s no water to parch unending thirst
i guess it’s something like a biblical curse
a plauge cast from ignorance and hate
and babe, it reflects the state 
of my mind —
i’ve
 been tryin to stay awake, alert and alive
in the constant flux of space and time
but i’ve been losing more than i win
been blown up in the hanger before i even begin

there’s a current, i’ve been swept away
there’s a pull, and i can’t say that i’ve been able
to stay
and my soul is a fleeting gasp of air
and my body is failing, loosing hair
losing sleep, losing reasons to keep
floating above water, struggle gainst the current
drowin in liqour, words keep slurring
drowin in self loathing, bad thoughts reoccurring
sucidal ideation, my moms is worrin

i feel close to an edge 
peerin into 
depths below
feel close to what it means to become unknown and unknow-
the human construct, the human consciousness
what makes me will fade someday into nothingness
do you hear the sirens? do you hear the drunks?
do you feel the lust? do you feel the love?
do you hear the sirens? do you hear the drunks?
do you feel the lust? do you feel the love?
do you?
Do you?
Do you?


DO YOU UNDERSTAND?? DO YOU? (Beat by WῌỊ₮Є ƁỊ₮Ͼῌ VỊØⱢ∆₮ØЯ)

Chill ride, slow drive, mama’s in the kitchen, 
daddy’s at the counter fillin his prescription
man, I’m happy just to keep livin in the system
sisters on the lawn, floating through the air
grand ma meres counting cards, brother’s pullin out his hair
disfunction in the playhouse, house rules 
subtly spark minds rays of sunshine fluently
express the eloquent flourish of a last breath
just another victim of a lazy haphazard mind
just another ADD riddled kid trying to find
a place in the human race, a spot to bask in the sunny day
some way to express emotion in a postive way

I’ll keep on keepin on, paint myself as the villian
Keep on truckin, luckily I keep fucking
munchin on a lil’ special somethin somethin
yeah a little somethin sometin

where did the big voiced megaphone go?
Who’s tripin high, and who’s fallin low? 
Been around the country, looking for some love
but all I get is badges and dull voices, raw.
I’m bored, I think we all are – don’t have to look far
for dissaffected youths chokin on the truth
comin to grips with meaninglessness what it means to exist

yo, it’s phil. 101 son. Sister’s in her room
pettin her cat, fun. Brothers blowin smoke in his best friend’s garage. 
I’m sittin alone at the overpass, watchin cars
yo, it’s phil. 101 son. Sister’s in her room
pettin her cat, fun. Brothers blowin smoke in his best friend’s garage. 
I’m sittin alone at the overpass, watchin cars

who thought this through? not me, not you. I’m stumblin as I go along
and fight my own mind each rhyme I drop in the song
self hating always brought out the worst in me, time to close eyes and
sleep away the apathy
‘cus everytime i fade, you’re in my dreams. the way that you smell, 
each and every minute detail down to the hem of your dress,
the way the light traced your face before you went away

I’ll sing, if you want me to sing. A fossil
blue, smeared across the ancient sky. 
A country torn open, wide.
A country torn open, wide.

And with blood streaked across your head
and dried dirt caked in your hair,
I’ll take your matted memory. I’ll nestle it against my chest. 
I’ll coo over your plump baby. Lul the alone in you to a fitful sleep. 
Your secrets, mine to keep. Your secrets, mine to keep. 

Your secrets, mine to keep. 
Your secrets, mine to keep. 


Flowers

the song you heard in that samsung phone video

﻿astroshaman - ｂａｃｋ    ｆｒｏｍ    ｓｐａｃｅ

Link: https://soundcloud.com/indicaxbeats/ogk
Lyrics:
You could have had me but now I'm coated in bees slimy with a semen lullaby bad baby please
Leaves trees a nice forest drop some tabs get higher than a locust plaguing on a suburban farm
Manifest an egyptian destiny you knew me as a prophet all along the song 
and the pen stem from a kindred place
your face is bruised and bloody battered shitty spayed 
Stress your babe and you may collapse for several days we shave our
undergarments with the razor of pleasure
underhanded whatever slicked back hair greasy endeavors 
but night falls and we all get down like  
we get we get down like

You know me, don't you?
You wanna know me, please prove
that you're not a cereal spillin card yielding bitch villain blown up the glass ceiling 
and praying that her bad brains don't leak someday
I'd cave pressure, please tell her that I'm a messenger but she's 
blowing a vibe slowly dying like a confession-er
Slurred words a bad world a girl with her booty hair curled don't hurl stop pop lock and get off
and don't come back when you hear your voice over the intercom
usher death along but don't prove him wrong
FALACY 
FUCKING FALACY
FUCKING FALACY


Flowers

MOMS

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