Holy Smokes!

Apparently my subconscious built this city Lifted skyscrapers to the heavens and stump for his sitting Intermission interrupted progress on the projects and bandits ravaged the history When God can’t cook your prayers since prior attempts left his fingers blistering I take it upon my overflowing rucksack full of other people’s burdens And bury mine an extra 6 feet under while my blood sweat and tears provide a pllow and a comforter for all my lacking in public influence Burned one side Over cooked Turn em Holy Smokes! God dammit I’m provoked Interpret the skies as somewhere between “What she read” and “What she wrote” Your enemy sits atop the most intricate float and laughs when you cross paths Deeply honest In the seams of those dusty books you’ll find knowledge of a world you’ve never seen Looks exactly the same, but nothing is as it seems As I tumble through the valley of life Forever forced to brandish blades with words and silent eyes Speak kind Savor the taste Never the wine Always the aid Imprisoned for the rest of your life to keep the ones you love safe No burden you carry is ever worth that weight Attention to detail Allow time for the winds to change And remember that when they speak of you it’s only in praise for doing the right thing Pardon my aching stomach I’ve been grinding anxiety attacks in a blender for days Dragging the body bags out past sunset and dumping them in the oceans Exposing the embodiment of depression alongside brains and toes and gross guts Gather all your warriors by the Kingdom’s portcullis We either kill this foe together or be forced to save and reset It’s some peace of mind, I seek It’s some peace of mind, I seek We either rise or die together Your choices are laid upon the table What’s it gonna be? It’s some peace of mind, I seek It’s some peace of mind, I seek All for one means none for all All for none means none for me I kick it with my homies at the edge of the end of the world Undecided as to whether or not I had any honesty untold It’s safe to say I’ve found a way to get my story straight When Titanic sinketh it’ll drown my secrets And I’ll pass on happy I got to see the breaking of the mold Cut no corners Slit no throats You either set sail proper or we commandeer the boat I toke till you choke You sink, while I float Melting brains with what I wrote Dump your body in the moat Steal your princess Cop your flag Your karma must be bad Who’s fucking fault is that?