From the DMV to the DMZ
i'm sick of sickness
doctor's ill as la grippe on bikram flurious
tents are too dangerous
acolytes are pains in the ass
disciples are bitches with no gameplan
pull the handle off
it's the fatalist conviction of a door guy gone full Hadron
i'm a philanarchist, 0 i so wannabe dangerous i already accepted vines are failure insured
snakey snakey slide down your right round
don't tell nightwatch you heard a sound
they heard it first at sasquatch
man up feel all you can: feel while you suck formula
drearily predictable
i know, them wavy plants got mass appeal
the wind is the what? I got no idea
the mind is a territory if you feel any fear
not saying ----- uh saying nothing more than a drowning man braying for vanity, for memory, for illusions of synchrony. for -- shut up, zip your cerebral gallantry
creed ain't flesh and flesh it’s not easily pealed
dermalogic collusion (don't say youth = beauty)
buy some lash. kill trash with trash - beauty police got your broken nerves as evidence of a compact
fiasco. erratico humanido. bad robot with no plugs in sight, you don't get unconditioned until you dismiss perdition, that’s my reality.
Redemption, it’s a videogame.
Be your own priest if the guardians seem asleep
We’re all on the same side. Yup. Not. Oh siriusly, games is rivalry
Reality with consistency is the new deal.
“believe that.”
we left all the dumbspin behind when we repositioned the audition, it was Seats on
the delirious feeling of losing point with the wheel
letting go of the steal
disattaching from mass appeal
confessing and distressing that your drift has convection,
not direction <-------- that's for the unconvicted.
praise the bees :: bees got currencies
bees like ||| __________________________where is this?
where am I, for rill?
DON'T TOUCH MY TRUCK or i chronicle you to two wheels
is hell circular? stupid ask.
square is most def not heaven, no matter that #fucksteingrilledhiswelfs
and i don't give a damn because causes ain't my thang
and sure, yes, i wanna belang.
swerve all the grief, someone else polaroid it for 1 more lengthy scorcese
just get the grief out of your systems, A$AP
we're getting tired of these conditions
power flexing in the name of identity or some common proxy
whooptywhoop
next Gen can't play eternal Makaveli
the angles are too numerous,
after 7-11 reflections you neutralise to coffee.
hazelnut flava for the ---- nutters that be curious
clam up. be real.
Coordinate. Our movement is so surreal.
uh, is that your maple syrup? miss congeal-iality?
quit while you're ahead: dimmers down, go see the wise man with green fingers. That’s Brohan.
war games test brains
NHS provides electroshakes
on the house. shingles are for gringoes
i'm not hard, i'm not cynical, i hold a few dirigibles
now it's so hard to be illegible.
if i couldn't read i wouldn't freak
== one thing i learnt:
language is elementary proofspeak, no thought without words. Catch-22
communication in the new vein is like playing Hide & Seek
if you don't sport no speckle feather then you lose the fortress, end of story.
what’s the takeaway? ignore it all. be sleek be forgetful.
credibility? it’s on its knees.
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