Dystrophy

madness00

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3/30/2019

Unprovoked
With wild fires in the orchard
Turn up the volume until my ears ring

Rest assured
Wake up in a rage
Drinking my own blood so call me a martyr

Whiplash to remember
Nail in my hand
Ill tie myself up so you don't have to

Faceless manipulation
Our pennies to the bottom of the lake
My babies reborn with the strength of digits in 3 points and grams of a half ounce of cranked hard and brown to drown out any sound made by the neighbors fisher cat

Debunked
Refunked
And the cycle continues

Don't speak.

Racks of smiles
Perfectly played
Give what I want then watch mine fade

Lights out, lol.

The dirty rascats mock and know
My purpose is to balance the good and bad
A God given gift, graffiti to their soul

Who am I to talk
Who are you to listen
Families in south dakota drop jaws as they flip from their american idols to their nations nightmare not knowing nats nestle in their ears for the GRACE OF GOD we mate on a water bed filled with the most viscus fluid that made Fat Joe slow down his motion

Give me a yard.

Give me a rubix cube to line up the yellows and contort the whites, reap the reds and rip out the blues. Take a fucking walk in my shoes.

This isn't a dare its a command quick sand we stand so walk fast but dont knock yourself out I've done it before and then cued the marching band
 
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madness00

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Intelligence in a forbidden frisk
Screams are enough to blow the whistle, now blow the whistle
Wrap a naked body in saran wrap and use a sharpie to point out and comment on all physical flaws; Pledge of allegiance with a gag.

Delta changed the synopsis
Sweep it under the beer stained boards
Muzzled and puzzled, it slurped and it guzzled while brown nosing and nuzzled by whores.

Chopped and screwed.
Music to my ears.
Aged whine from the dinosaur era put the grapes in the cellar to tears.

Chewing on cement.
Spitting out roses.
Decorate the dungeon with a white picket fence and a statue of baby moses.

Elements of horror.
Parts of great love.
Send a blood spilled letter through the forest by a dove.

Ring around the wrist, pockets full of keys to my own shackles. I wish I knew the pain others feel but the only sadness I feel is self pity. You can't teach love. A phrase I'm sick of. The reason people I dispose of. Try on for size my glove. You'll love the feel, theres great appeal, your pain will heal, but you'll have an insatiable desire to live parasitically.
 

madness00

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Blinded by the Sun
In the house full of glass
Borderline of neurosis and psychosis - the time has passed.

Look at me, look at you,
The latter it can not do,
Venereal infection, mass projection, burnt rubber off its shoe.

Make me wake to watch you bake
cookies and a Chocolate Cake
I must not have better things to do, for god's fucking sake.

My life now turned around,
Criminality - record drowned,
I will make it others rake it - all the Leaves, no common ground.

Leo pounding at your heart,
Callously tears apart,
Another down, cue the clown, my 15th work of art.

Sitting naked side by side,
Watch the ebb and flow of tide,
Don't you speak, for just once, or i'll have to use nitrous oxide.

Contract has came to close.
And the roses never rose,
Penalized for letting it become a lapse of time.
 

madness00

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Hard come down pounding for the bars
Registry for insanity
Swalled the bus without fuss gay bars for the vanity.

Bottomless bourbon
Make the top heavy drop
Drawing parellels between the trash I see I forced myself to talk.

No more than necessary
Simply and systematically
I swing around your conscience barbarically and metamorphically.

Meet me in the country
My back ablaze a hunch see
Walking with a jingle it's the mother fuck control key
Use a master's degree for me to see the cream on your cannoli
The hand that feeds is holy, pent up pent down pent slowly, I need the crown no run around in this joint I'm pent so roll me.
Smokie dangerous tokie, cold water wake and soak me, I grab your kneck cuz what the heck you tried to fucking choke me.
I'm The One no jokey, only agents sort of broke me, I fight my way, til this day, still do the hockie-pokie.

Nothing serious, just a bunch of crap
My lines go up my nose,
But every move does surely prove my hands caught on the stove.
 

madness00

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Welcome to my neighborhood
When i rise so do all the homeless
Caught in our sights we fuck your mind until you're in psychosis

Welcome to my world
Surface level and unrefined
I think it is ingenious and head scratching all combined.

All i want is fuck meat.
Stop bending at the waist.
I'll take you when i want to just relax and know your place.

I sing a lot of songs
I'm a good singer of songs
I pick your brain with rusty tongs and never right my wrongs

I want to affect your life
For better or for worse
Screams of pleasure don't even measure up to leaving in a hearse.

Less than 1% of the population can do it like it's Clockwork
For me it's like a knee jerk
Reaction to the keen smirk
 
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