Yeah, kinda explains itself. I'm going to post all the [Clean] versions of my writings and songs and whatnot here until I get bored of posting.
Feedback and such is appreciated.
Most of what I write is never named. That's just how I roll.
So, let's get on with the show. -------- The laws which we follow are just mindless dictation Nothing more than blatant disambiguation When it comes to dealings of the heart And for that, I got it it down to a mother fearin' art
..So when the day and deed are done, After I'm through having my fun Look at your hands and you'll come to see There's just as much blood there as the ones on me
Sick of all these half-meant dealings Where you try to appease me with your bull spit feelings You might as well just come clean 'Cuz there's nothing left here for you to demean
..So when the day and deed are done, After I'm through having my fun Look at your hands and you'll come to see There's just as much blood there as the ones on me
All the spit that happened can't be denied Dig through it all and you'll discover: You lied. Maybe when it's over and all the lines are crossed You'll finally realize what you freaking lost ---------- The next one is a free verse kinda rap thing I guess? Don't try too hard to get the beat and such right. Hard to figure it out unless you wrote it/heard it. ---------- Some will tell you I'm deranged, estranged from the institutions of sanity, Borderline becoming a calamity. Say I'm not able, becoming unstable. But I'll tell you I'm still fully capable Of telling the difference between true and lies, Seeing through the heinous disguise. So I implore you gals and guys to know better When listening to cowardly black feathered jesters And princesses bearing scars from the past which still festers. --------
I has mooore! Two more for now. The first one I'm not too happy with. But oh well. ---- No repentin' for your sins against me A slap in the face, freakin' blasphemy You don't know me, this new identity A look in the mirror, freakin' tragedy.
So step up, brother, reap what you sow 'Cuz I'm c.ocked, locked and ready to blow Blow through feigned ignorance, 'cuz you had to know There's no freakin' way I'm letting this go
What was that? You call this an attack? Ha, you in for a surprise witch and better step back 'Cuz I've only just started to chop and hack At this situation so out of whack ---- The next one I actually kinda like. ---- Little crow, little crow, Come out and play! The day is still young, And there's so much to say!
Little crow, little crow Come out and see! I've arrived at your nest, It's the best place to be!
Little crow, little crow, Please come outside! For I'm already here, There's nowhere to hide!
Little crow, little crow, Don't be afraid! The rules have been broke, And new ones must be made!
Little crow, little crow, Please quiet you tone! We've barely begun, Besides it's only a bone!
Little crow, little crow, Go home and pray! For if I need to come back, It'll be you last day! ----
