I'm a low life,
In a low life,
That holds tight
Right before the moment
Set on rising like i'm potent
But soon i've got to lay down
Anxiety of whether im coping
Impiety of the fade grounds
Stays around
Like plastic
I found it drastic
When I had to catch it
Didn't even know what IT was
Yet I thought I had tac-tics
but didn't. .
Only why I got a drip because
I was
Flipping pills looking like tic-tacs
But just sits back
As my lip drags
Down to the ground
I can't even stick fags
Into my mouth
As my eyes twist tags
That stick out
Like bones piercing the skin
Girls appearing so slim
While looking for a girl called Anna
Cuz Anna-wrecked-this
While hammered like nails
My grammers reckless
I stammer in the night frail
Like broken threads
Now i've a awoken dead
Staring at my drunk night
With slumps as my hype
Plumped lights
Seemed more fat than Rick Waller
Reminisicing
As I flipped my chipped dollars
I'm them thats listening
So speak up
While i'm in this bleak rut
Too keep plucked chickens
To do as I was persisting
Now Annas got this fairys wishings
Hopefully now shes rarely stripping