Byronic
Eric Munro Schwan
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All you f*ck boys are Cambellian Fuckin' a mono-myth or celibate Drowning in a vat of your own medicine And begging for the relevance Don't you know that shit is relative? Pretending that your pretty when it fucking ain't selfie evident When you're sublime You can cut, you can bend, you can blur lines Oh, you'll find You can paint on weaker men's minds I'm in a great glass elevator watching these fuckers as they stair climb Catch me trotting on some sunshine while they're stepping right on a land mine Many older moguls talking pederasty to me A prodigy Oral passing of the knowledge ain't a swap to me Who's verbally symphonic I'm that loud loquacious tonic You been sipping right out a faucet Drinking enough to make you vomit Getting flattery from a menagerie They're gonna hang me on the line at your gallery Where I burn the Igdrasil by the calorie Until I'm feeling that immortality Go Masturbating and masticating Tactician execute a telephonic invasion I made a new Adam queer-eyed every Evening I'm straight theivin Jacking with your Jill Then I'm leaving Dirty SMS She getting some pleasure off a text It's like it's a safely regulated arms show When I flex With an embarrassment of riches Of the Mr and Mrs They christen me the cheater of the either Crossing my fingers that your fevers up Songs about significant others Leave an Echo in your still warm covers Just a young Narcissus That's now for leaving em' blushing and gushing Then I crush em' cuz I'm always rushing after I'm busting Ain't your average good for nothing Kiss the ring of the adonis So large and in charge With the bars that I spit In a yard made of bones That'll be where I build my home In the valley of death where you should not roam Ever caped crusader playing hero for the paper Steal your show and lover what a caper Still save the day, it's ironic Bad look good Buddy boy Byronic Now my bedroom's looking like a delicatessen I'm wrapping the meat up with the clothes that I slept in I'm made of messes With my teeth all stained from beverage The sweet tea sipping all-nighters Crushing your embers with a lighter Knuckle biter should have never trust a writer Liar, liar looking tired Where's your fire? Necessities of desire Yo, this clearly ain't your bailiwick Trying to get the last word in and I'm not having it For goodness sake man, I mean you're hardly even passionate Back on my yung Charon shit Couple lost souls, and they swimming in a ball pit Oh, they want to have a good time? Crack me open like goshapon Tummy full of toys and maybe F*ck it I can sell you one Sword in my side and the fire drips out Sword in my side and the fire drips out I got a sword in my side and the fire drips out I burn a bridge, burn a state, burn a city, burn a town Down Sword in my side and the fire drips out Sword in my side and the fire drips out I got your sword in my side and the fire drips out I burn your bridge, burn your state, burn your city, burn your town Down
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