people don't even know me
but they know how to show me.
people never clever enough to reach me
but they still kill to teach me.
from the; mumbling, stumbling, each me
to the curse worse then leech me
but i am no longer your rainbow
i am unrefractable white light
so bright that it is (at it's) darkest
live wire acts
on 3 story stacks
of chips which
are slowly falling over
sliver plated glass bats
with sonar seeking gas gats
training craniums in every corner
it was saftey nets and baseball bets
which bred everything in B tween
Now there are 50 dollar sets
that mcGill students get
as the market's been dropped to a scene
musical stats
and trivia fat cats
had even me turned
day growl green
in the pale blue light
by the end of this night
all the colors will have
stained themselves weened
but the primary white
mixed down stage left
for the off hand right
stumbling around deft
will soon be a loon
reflecting
BUFFOONS
so croon as i might
i've just not got the; pipes,
bars, or the gripes
i'm just
one kibble chomping a bit
to burn them(blow,spit), and wipe it
on the stars and stripes' shit.
sometimes i am an idiot and forget to do things out loud
becuase i think they're gonna be stupid,
that's stupid, they're always good, fucking 7s again?
but then i can add a bunch of stuff, so it's okay both way, i guess sometimes the future is, now it isn't
but they know how to show me.
people never clever enough to reach me
but they still kill to teach me.
from the; mumbling, stumbling, each me
to the curse worse then leech me
but i am no longer your rainbow
i am unrefractable white light
so bright that it is (at it's) darkest
live wire acts
on 3 story stacks
of chips which
are slowly falling over
sliver plated glass bats
with sonar seeking gas gats
training craniums in every corner
it was saftey nets and baseball bets
which bred everything in B tween
Now there are 50 dollar sets
that mcGill students get
as the market's been dropped to a scene
musical stats
and trivia fat cats
had even me turned
day growl green
in the pale blue light
by the end of this night
all the colors will have
stained themselves weened
but the primary white
mixed down stage left
for the off hand right
stumbling around deft
will soon be a loon
reflecting
BUFFOONS
so croon as i might
i've just not got the; pipes,
bars, or the gripes
i'm just
one kibble chomping a bit
to burn them(blow,spit), and wipe it
on the stars and stripes' shit.
sometimes i am an idiot and forget to do things out loud
becuase i think they're gonna be stupid,
that's stupid, they're always good, fucking 7s again?
but then i can add a bunch of stuff, so it's okay both way, i guess sometimes the future is, now it isn't
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