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#nightdwellers The sky parts revealing the silver enchanting moon. The stars flicker as though playing a coded tune. Opaque shadows dance in the abandoned streets.
This ones for all. The twats and the pricks. The ones who drive drunken. The ones who kill kids. The ones who rip families. Apart with their cars. Pushing metal into metal.
I've got vampires on my brain. And outside is covered in rain. My princess has the grumps. And I hate flat ballet pumps. I've been deprived of my sleep. Now the willow no longer weeps.
Runnin wit the wolves. It's not my true nature. But it the state of a affairs here. Searching for the golden paper. Growin up a young pup. Said I'd never amount to much. But my furs warm.
Crime doesn't pay Well that's what they say But I see people rolling in money Even if it is phoney I guess it's the waiting to be caught Waiting for that lesson to be taught Out in stolen cars...
(Explicit) (Ode to The Streets) Shards of pizza, Alcoholic seizure, Piss in the road, Whatever please yer, Merry fucking Christmas.
(A couple of expletives). Hate forged metal. And kids packing heat. Horizontalizing bodies. And verticalizing feet. Putting lead into flesh. Without missing a beat. Catching death by the bullet.
Spending time now payment's overdue. Jump off the road they said was tried and true. Grasping fate in both my hands, throw it high and watch it fall in strands.
Snow Masks. Everybody wears them.
I will face the faceless. With or without you. Seek to disgrace the nameless. Holding the keys to the truth. Bring shame to the shameless. Unloosen this noose. Bring an aim to the aimless.
For the men of marches,. And the women of glee,. Three parts to a key-. Free parts for the addict spree,. Fuck alliances for the hapless some -. My words are like jelly,. But they stick like gum,.
#colour Slowly advancing days sO Untimely fast pace, youR Now joining the race for A Second we embrace, borN Each to yearn, everythinG To learn dance with mE Tonight Until Dawn.....
#nightdwellers. The night comforts. me it gives me a. sweet embrace. Stillness whispers. in my ear causing. my heart to race. The moons magical. energy frees the. shackles of my mind.
How did you get there, way up high; Floating through the air, in the concrete sky. Hold on tight, and don't let go. What's your story, maybe we'll never know.
"We don't do conventional rap songs, but I think if we did it would sound something like this" Sluf ™ © You can't control me I'm a real 'G' Born and raised Just east of Slough you see When I...
Grey misty Sand to mud and yellow to green; Scents of dead leaves and lost grapes. Drying cannabis aromas surround the scenes Humans conscious habits erode sins of days past and unseen.
(Oh no, Jack's jump from the roof was insane, but guess what he landed in. Yup, you guessed it, the love train.....) If I stand on speakers corner, Hyde Park,will you speak with me.
Clouds above Like mottled mist Rain on ground The pavement kissed The saddest toil As sleet sheets down I walk through it I cry and frown Another day Another rain Along the pavement It does...
Smash-. at last-. every dick is looking for. a single bat of an eye lash,. straight seeking seized gash ,. that shit never lasts ,.
Ones line is Not enough Break through Demons call it tough Lost records spin through this mental Heroes lost so I pick up this pencil Some lament the air play hay days Sittin back big sack full...
#projecthumanity. Take, take, take what you want. What you need when you like. Take by force with a knife a gun or in a fist fight. Take whatever, whenever, however it's now or never.
Have you ever walked down the street And heard that little 'meow' Did you think ooo how exciting Or secretly think oh not now Then you realise it wasn't you And that you are not alone Look around in...
You are Echolalia A girl cloned from deprivation And our new cynical shrugs. Tolerance of carelessness Makes a model of offensiveness And that's you, Echolalia.
Masquerading plastic faces, Snide remarks and playing aces, Deep down, all of them are hags, With crossbred doggies in their bags.