people smell really bad and you want to be far away from them. But the next day, they could smell really good. Without second chances who knows if that guy just forgot to bathe, that one time?
Chillin’ in Tha Stashun
Fuck the po ‘cause they don’t know what I do.
It’s what I choose, and I choose to cruise around ghost towns
steppin’ on shards of glass everywhere,
I scale mountains and skyscrapers,…
in my ears I got tapers.
But the HELL if I’m a faker.
My shit’s real, my business;
Fuck you and your arrest for some green crap wrapped in plastic.
The only thing I want is for you to shoo, pig.
For me to do me and you to do you.
Look at you. Rollin’ around in mud - smellin’ like crud.
Take a damned shower, bud.
Cleanse YOURself of all of your impurities,
‘cause the only one who’s pure is me.
Is us. The Beautiful, The Strong, The Free.
The ones who more likely actually see.
Your vision’s a blur, a mess, a wreck.
Have some fucking respect.
With your sad excuse for a pin-on crown, everything is upside-down, even your own frown.
When you laugh at my friends, think again.
‘Cause inside your smile doesn’t exsist, and we’re the ones laughin.
I think you missed the lesson where in the end,
We’re the ones who win.
So tight it’s right
You told me not to be shy,
But all I could do was sigh, because I would if I could I would kiss you.
Just like I replayed it over and over again in my head.
If I didn’t miss you even when you were there, staring into my eyes.
They’re as shy as the sky was tonight. We could have gazed all night but the moon wasn’t out
and I doubt you could have stayed;
But I wanted that anyway.
I wanted to say I want you but I didn’t.
I longed for you to hold me for just another minute.
I wanted to look into your eyes, read your mind.
I hoped you would do the same to mine.
I would be just fine to live on top of your truck, but just my luck - you had to go.
I wanted to verbalize that I was falling for you, but no.
I guess I’m just too shy, I guess my words won’t work around you.
I just want to fall into your infinity of blue.
But then we looked at the time and said our goodbyes,
and at that moment I wanted to cry, because I feel like you’re the perfect guy.
And the reason I couldn’t kiss you, well, I just don’t know why.
Last night I dreamed that I was in a huge mansion. I turned the sink on, it started to overflow one of the rooms. I opened the window, everything came pouring out and I and some boy (don’t remember who) jumped out in ridiculous costumes and went swimming on his mid-level-roof. It was quite nice.