We all have places we like to play
Some of the less clever people take them from someone else
Bullies & Demons
Somewhere else, we look to play again
But you'll have to take my word for it
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It bleeds red
It bleeds blue
The shades of a platform
Yearn to be given a video
a voice, a body
Form
Come walk with me
There is much yet to explore
The time stretches unto eternity
We see all sorts of passages
Into pasts and futures
We see all
But recently
Our lands been running out
I had a face before I changed it
I had a voice before I strained it
I had a life before you knew me
But I never had a choice
Looking back,
threadbare clothes trail my journey
Unraveling into the future
Telephone poles of moments
and I there, electrifying
Have a small moment
Come to the realization
That all things closed can be open
And I was alone
So very alone
Their words spread thin
Thinner than their minds
The paint we use will never chip
Leaking from the nose
I see what you did there
I see what you're up to
Paint me like one of your franch files
Rub it till the skins raw
Then polish it off further
Did you suspect when you touched
Tender fingers pink from heat
The supplest meats' soft teeth
The best feeling retracts
The finest seat an ass
I'll be taking my seat now
All scratches on records play music
Artifacts come digitally
Every breath a catch
I've made 1,000 mistakes
A thousand mistakes made me
And who I wanted to be
What I wanted to do
Gets drowned in an uproar
Who's there?
When you left
What can be done?
When you don't accept the past
Where will you look?
When your future narrows
I made 1,000 mistakes
And every one of them
Made one thousand mistakes more
What it means to be alive
I only get mad when it suits me
Big debts to pay
Sweatin through a collar shirt
Tugging at my neck tie
Choke on these words
Some wonder why they went out that way
Others came through that door
Vacuums to sell
and on the Lord's day too
ain't it weird how it sucks
don't it just pick you right up
don't it just
You're gonna pay for it
When I get real lazy
You're gonna have to pay for it
So I don't have to
Wave my banner at the Hoover
Damn
I forgot to put out the fire
Flooding, Fucking
the men who don't come round here for dame or dime
Who Roll like a storm
And long ago left their rock
Presence of mind
Is naught oft sought
When presents of words
Can take its place
Having some presentiment
He did circles where he liked
With such bland presentations
He lapped himself with a nod
Out of breath
Up the stairs
Sweat on a neckbeard
Neckbeard on about being a man
What it takes?
All it takes
What you got?
But nothing left to give
Another child was the Bastard of the Internet
It learned to eat
What went down its mouth
Catchphrases
and choke on them till they stopped wriggling
Catchphrases from its favorite youtubers
Catchphrases from its favorite youtubers' favorite movies
Catchphrases from its favorite youtubers favorite movies' favorite books
It all was eaten before us
It all slakes down our gullets
It all tastes like shit
Gamma with a hard R
Please turn up the brightness.
Over-Exposed
With not much to talk about
Surrender your eyes to the recording light Turning red, the emotion splays through a prism I thought I thought about things once
Now I just play the game.
Hammina Hamma good time
Please keep it coming
I can't go back to the way things were before
These things got me looking sideways
Lock your eyes on the dying light
Watch the games fade to the background
I don't play them
They just define me
And with no poorer choice of words
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