they say your vendetta has never been so keen, so mysterious. and that no one wants to mess with you because of the problem you once had and what you used to do? you messed with my head. telling me that they were wrong, that they were lying to my face. but what I didn't realize is that you were the one who was actually lying to my face, who was speaking words that didn't flow through your teeth right, that didn't seem to finish correctly or fit together.
but I give you a cup in one hand, and I filled it with water (remember this for later) so that we would feel like we were actually doing something right together, even though it makes no sense, but you will see later. anyways as I was saying
nothing fits together anymore
what!?!
why?!
that doesn't seem right.
now go
that unison with the elephants never became so intense, so fierce, so pounding
pounding
pounding
like blood through my hand and feet, like runners through the longest 5k of there lives, but then you fall off of a cliff and die...or at least you are unconscious, by the grand canyon, but then you felt thrilled, because you fell. and its over, the pain, its over!!
(a little poem by yours truly)
everyone falls, everyone dies
everyone seems to want to soar through the skies
yet everyone calls...from each end of the earth
then they see each other
fresh from giving birth
rather that they smother, the new mother
she actually dies from blood loss
and at the same time
god welcomes her
its a beautiful tragedy.
basically amazing, yet simplicity is the killer
so when I say 'the end'
maybe ill let you listen a bit longer
just out of pity.
but I'm joking, I honestly don't like you at all
pretty much...well..to say it more kindly...
yea, you're a bitch
haha yep... now shut the full cup.
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