Follow the leader

I follow the leader
don’t know why
she never shows
I follow the rules here
I see the sun before it howls
don’t know why
she never shows
I follow through
I follow slow
don’t know where she even goes
I see the moon crying to the floor
I burn my eyes still howling for more
I follow the leader
I get real high
don’t know why I ever compromised

The characters

The characters
they get real quiet
don’t know much
I’m undecided
can’t pick up the pen
I’m so divided
on what I should do
and what I want
wish I could
just blow it off
but the characters
they drive the plot
manipulate
through undo silence
threaten with
forgetful violence
the kind that kills
like an eraser
threatens to die
or forget the players
end the story
without an ending
they get real quiet
and they don’t grow
the story ends
without a show

Merry-go-round

Round and round and round we go
the music traps,the mirrors show
the faces beyond that grace bestowed
the truth behind the mask you moan
everything you ought to be
everything your purpose bleeds
round and round and round you’ll see
everything that’s meant to be
everything that’s out of reach
the music traps, the mirrors show
the nightmare kept-you’ve no control
Merry-go-round and round and round
it never stops
you can’t come down.

Ready for a drink

Tell me are you ready
are you ready for me
bleed me fucking dry
drink what’s in my veins
you ready for the game
you ready for the ride
I’ll show you fucking crazy
I’ll show you a good time
you ready for the new world
you ready for my rhymes
ready for the alley cats
playing all the time
tell me if you got the secret
secret to unlock
drinking down my blood
be sure you don’t get lost.

Forming of flesh

Bones, broken tired bones
we are lost and don’t know
have nothing no way to go
we got drunk this time for show
give it up and let it know
that it’ll be dead this time tomorrow
the truth of it ain’t hard to swallow
you’ll be gone and it’ll be sorrow
that grows instead of weeds and ash.