Psyche

All this terror tearing down my psyche Growing up with night terrors taught me when to hide my canine teeth and when to snarl out “Bite me” I got a couple problems and I was hoping you could solve em Create a smooth solvent That applies to the skin and smells like mint One that locks me in a cage so the devil can’t get in On second thought How about a trade? I’ll give you peace of mind in exchange for a little shake’n bake that shake in some brownies till you’re baked And of course they’re home-made Friendships are more expensive than you’d think for something so easy to replace Wires constantly frayed Traffic jams cause massive delays Don’t flip away, we’ll be back after this commercial break All this terror tearing down my psyche Brain slowly ceases function when exposed to the wrong lighting Bad timing Drug dealing brain fodder for them dissonant bears all up in your face Hibernating at their own pace I stay up late for my own sake And I haven’t touched a spray paint can in 88 days Some say I’ve truly lost my ways I say I’m trying to experiment with improving on my mistakes I hate people generally But I like a few individually Words of self-love often lead to the prosperity of those other than those who utter the original blessings Now ain’t that something! Act like a dog Sit, shake, speak Clean the shit you make with the pearliest of teeth Act like a puppet Dance and sing They’ll wring you dry of all your stress when the charity rings