oh no ...he's about to pass your half guard. secure the lock down. go for the sweep.

budster feat jake kroll

best friend

fall - 11:29:22, 6.50 PM

The water is wide

heyhihello

and i’ll say, 
“this not good enough for you?”
for my sake,
could you please give us the room?
and bend your shoulders into my neck

and i’ll stay,
bended over talking to
your last day,
when you lifted me in bloom
and i felt better under your skin.

and i
i’m too young to cry like this for all my life
and it’s not right

and i,
i need you by my side,
but i still feel alright
i still feel alright

and i
i’m too young to die
with all this hate inside
inside my mind

and i’ll say,
“this not good enough for you?”
“could you please give me the room?”

not like this please

Ghosts on the table 
I am not able to sleep 

bask in the red light 
be here all night, to see 

shapeless constructs tattered as old as time 
geometric patterns ingrained in my mind  

and I have to go 
before the snow , 
forces me to say 
 
hide all my feelings 
conversations revealing my thoughts 

the changing of seasons 
I’ve got many reasons to not 

Be at home

i cant be here right now

make it hurt make it worse why dont you?
i know you can
not a matter of if just a matter when
“hows thursday?”
“yeah sounds like a plan
be sure to pencil you in”

lets ditch the sonnets and
and leave subservient 
lights on
nothing profound to profess
nothing sincere to be sung

another pill to digest
another kingdom come
and though doth may protest
may thy will be done

then sun goes down oh no look whos crying how 
mamas not here anymore
she stepped out
she stepped out
you lit a cigarette but on the orange end 
trying to impress some pricks who couldnt care less
well youve done it idiot
youre donned the idiot

lets rid protagonist
and leave divergent
plots drawn
still some sound to suppress
still some war to be won

when all the wells have run dry
when all the grass gets gone
was it just how all the profits had prophesied?
on earth as it is in mars

(i had heard the chosen one had heard enough of us singing semisonic while in his hot dense state
he is somewhere upon coruscant evading taxes from his early cashed out 401k
he was selling bibles for while
with accent that didnt match his face
moved on to door to door burglar alarms
lives to save another day)

purple lips

vivi milne

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