Shivers me timbers
**** up the guilt
She stays in the slums
With some ill killers
Seven ****** sirens
Submit to bleak conditioning
Routine rude awakening
Seek a beacon of hope
And hold it faithfully
Cake your mask in
Make-believes and maybes... still
they won't carry you to safety
I crave the ability
To shake the surface rabies, daily
Away we go bored & lazy
So, you say you hate me?
So what?!
Could ya focus on the love for once
The uncomfortable flutters/ in my stomach
Too close for comfort
Becoming one with underlings
**** them for functioning
I'm humbled but accustomed to the streets
Make that mouth
Match yo feet and
Go move your motion machine
One day; it quits breathing
Shivers seep through to the innards
Mister Mastermind
Have you earned the right
To learn what it means to be "your kind"
In crime we trust
And lust after lies
Mustered enough mayhem to tear up an afterlife