Another day, another nightmare turn the AC up to bloom
Into a thorn bush flooded day-dream or a devil knowledge tomb
One large coffee and a water Lipitor to calm my heart
Desensitize my pallet, all I drink is burning hot
As we turn on this computer, its the death that gives us life
Please log-in, k-kamen-law, K came and saw the lack of sight
We lay the floor, they laid the ceiling, squealing silently but proud
Caged behind a desk, Telred B-X, my phone – my sound
The sound the sound, the sound, the sound…
THIS IS THE LIFE THAT I HAVE FOUND
Like the mug on my desk that sat for weeks saying thanks without a frown
Like the tea bag thats molding and holding my will to remain a hidden slob
Or the porn sites I jot on my calendar mat that make my dick get hard
But I thank instant message – at least Im obsessed with a way to rot my brain
And the fat loss agenda that has me surrendering taste for all my pain
And the gift from my moms friend her husbands a lawyer who promised me a spot
And instead he sent me a metal pen, so I can stab myself through the knot in my temple resembling thirst, and the rot thats unsettled and ready to burst, and Im watching the kettle and calling him black, and the thirst is the worst burning curse I can have, and the curse is a blood clot I sucked on and spat, now its swollen and envy is wearing its hat here to knap, clear the trap, sear the sap on the cracks, steer your laugh into traffic and laugh then at that crash your passion and stash your intention in back and then smash with a hatchet my head and then strap that to earth its the birth of a classic, unimaginable, irrational, magical, casting call pass the full bottle of Kettle to settle my head, dont be bashful, I passed you – stop holding me back! Motherfck, motherfck, motherfck, MOTHERfck IT!
Im fcking depressed and in pain and I love it!
Ive fcking regressed in a way and I love it!
Im fcking a mess and insane and I love it!
Im fcking repressed and retained and I love it!
Im fcking distressed and misplaced and I love it!
Im real fcking stressed and untamed and I love it!
Ive been fcking drenched in a stain and I love it!
Ive been fcking blessed with my name and I love it!
A life of resentment remains and I love it!
I live in a sentence, Im vain and I love it!
I fck with a vengence and hate cause I love it!
Ill have no regret for the fame that I covet!
This is a repentance for shame and I love it!
My heart now invests in a grave and I love it!
This is evanescent, Ill soon be above it So fck it
Im mute deaf and proud, and absent of thought.
If I cant be thrown off, I cannot be caught.
So my silence is heard through the shirt and the suit
Im dying to live – I am strength
– I am mute.