Shady's Fox
Bluelighter
Destroy my belongings, make yourself at home
Break the thoughts that will send you to sleep
Shutdown my thoughts that doesn't let me fall asleep
Gather your rows that doesn't let me pour
Hide my free will and go but leave without trace
Take my helplessness and give me back the zest of world
Wipe your tears and let's talk about currency
Kill my past and my desire for compassion
And now shut up, I don't like to talk for the sake of talking.
Be careful what you say today, here the paraskeets end up sliced by knives.
Let me enjoy my coffee, lost like a ship with painted veins
I want a sewing machine, rumpled stories
Am not afraid to say it, I wrote on machete's like Puskin
With my feet on ground, I didn't dream rockets like Russians did
And I would say hurtful things but my consciousness doesn't let me
Do what you want, fullfil my desire and if you don't have a clean conscious do your time
Don't belive in stories, here the wolf eats the Little Red Riding Hood
I am happy with what I have, I still enjoy pizza
These lines hurts my pen...
I should write the other side too..