Maybe you live More than once. Maybe you died Thanks to cunts Taking your life Against your will. Maybe you’ll come back Many times still If you come back As a fly You’ll eat shit And you won’t ask why.

Welled up inside him Could not stop it. Swallowing won’t work Air has no profit. Listen, just drop it! Stop it From coming up Coming out Don’t say today please Don’t tease me with pleasantries Hit me with the question Have I learned my lesson? Or is sombody taking my space?

A car is worth money. A house is too. Those two things are Worth more than you. You are just a person. Persons need to eat. Persons cost money And you can’t beat Money out of persons. They have no value. Maybe sell their car Or their house, what have you. But people, on their […]

John Mcafee killed himself. Tattooed himself to death. Touted concepts so outrageous Caused them much regret. We shall avenge no debt. It’s all even. John be leavin’ His mark on this game. Shit is not the same. And like John said. If he winds up dead. John Mcafee killed himself.

I know we don’t stop At Stop Signs no more. No need to see ahead So boring! Maybe a minute wait Go touring. A tour you don’t want to be on. Baby it’s about our freedom. The best come down from the blasted sky. We all get burned but none ask why. Baby, we all […]

I will speak for you mom. I will tell what they have done. But I won’t tell them On the run Thankful that I have no one To blame but this great wall. The crash, I saw it all. The mindless, standing tall Of them, there is no call To hate the Germans. Seelmanns, Hermans. […]

A little strip of paper. And elastic bands. Closed so many mouths And tied so many hands. Emptied out a billion heads Kicked out common sense. Neighbor hated neighbor Bitches got all bent So outa shape You could not tell From hell or heaven sent. They would not relent. Tiny strips of paper. Stole their […]

Oh, they started so early. Demanding and standing Ground, with no ground To stand on. Flailing about with all of that clout Chopping off most hands at random. Lord, we could barely stand them! But, there were too many And if he had a penny For every son a bitch he knew. His boat, she’d […]