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Get out of my blood, salamander
I can't seem to blow off enough steam to get you out of my head
Soul cycle you to death, run you out of my blood to San Pedro
And yet, everywhere I go, it seems there you are
And there I am

I don't want to sell my stories anymore, stop pushing me
Some stories aren't meant to be sold
Some words aren't meant to be told

I want to leave them underneath the nightstand to be forgotten
Or remembered should my thoughts come upon them in the middle of the night after a long beach day
Or by you, some afternoon, to thumb through with your worn warm after-work hands
I love you, but you don't understand me, I'm a real poet
My life is my poetry, my love making is my legacy
My thoughts are about nothing, and beautiful, and for free

You see, the things that can't be bought can't be evaluated, and that makes them beyond human reach
Untouchable, safe, otherworldy
Unable to be deciphered or metabolized

Something metaphysical
Like a view of the sea on a summer day on the most perfect winding road taken in from the car window

A thing perfect, and ready to become a part of the texture of the fabric of something more ethereal
Like Mount Olympus, where Zeus sent Athena and the rest of the immortals to play

Fallacies and promises of a false comfort
Empty infected words to tame the meek
Despondent substantiality of good and evil, sin and guilt
Deceived themselves by unity, still primordial beasts

A dark expansion provoked by a ceremony
A fate away from your control

Otherworldy visions
Horrific sounds, helpless agony
Fallen mankind
Your shame feeds the forgotten ones

Devouring darkness, endless ways of the night
Adorning madness with dead hopes
Sickness in amplitudes of lamentation
Unclean, gorged with funeral sorrow

Unpleasant crawiling things
The infertile daylight now consumed

The dead are roaring
Nauseating frequencies

Pouring misery from defunct decrepit mandibles
The dead laughs, insufferable yawning turbulence

In chains, forced to listen the horrible growl from beyond
Hollow hearts imprisoned in cryptic rotten despair

Otherworldy visions
Horrific sounds, helpless agony
Fallen mankind
Your shame feeds the forgotten ones

Oppressive thirst
Infinite spiritual drought
Guarded by the departed

Heaven sent
Out of the dark 
You're so vibrant
Unexpected 
Wasn't holding my breath
Cause I don't have the best
Track record with this

Wished upon a star 
Now I woke where you are

Now I wake up in your bed
2,005 days can't get enough of this

Used to be a masochist
Now I'm in my flow
Only fuck with bad bitches
I keep the good ones close

Our love is otherworldy
You make me feel brand new
Yeah you understand by body
Nobody does like you

Our love is god damn holy
It's like I prayed for you
Run your hands up on me slowly
Cover me like a tattoo

Cover me
Get no sleep 
Out my dreams
Besame

Work of art
Be your muse
I'm the fire
 You're the fuse

Used to be a masochist
Now I'm in my flow
Only fuck with bad bitches
I keep the good ones close

Our love is otherworldy
You make me feel brand new
Yeah you understand by body
Nobody does like you

Our love is god damn holy
It's like I prayed for you
Run your hands up on me slowly
Cover me like a tattoo

Our love is otherworldy
You make me feel brand new
Yeah you understand by body
Nobody does like you

Our love is god damn holy
It's like I prayed for you
Run your hands up on me slowly
Cover me like a tattoo

need to learn
Wah wah wah wah wah

Geometric shape of love
Otherwordly teacher
Female fearless creature
Kneel for the goddess
Kneel for the goddess
Interstellar perfect soul
Otherworldy creature
Female fearless teacher
Kneel for the goddess
Kneel for the goddess

Geometric shape of love
Otherwordly teacher
Female fearless creature
Kneel for the goddess
Kneel for the goddess
Interstellar perfect soul
Otherworldy creature
Female fearless teacher
Kneel for the goddess
Kneel for the goddess

I've seen the lies
Of my own existence 
They proceed to expand 
I squint my eyes at reality 
I've seen life through the eyes of the otherworldy 
Holding onto a thread 
As it slips through my hands 

I fit inside 
This shallow being 
We can't feel a thing 
In this state of thinking 

I've seen the lies 
Of my own existence 
They proceed to expand 
Into oblivion 
Reaching far beyond 
Anything 
Seen before 

Searching for truth in the domain of god 

In the absence of mind 
Don't forget the red desert lies

Mood ym ,suht ,eb llahs ti ,edirb ym dna
Wob detnals a ni eb lliw daeh ym ,em tub
Stnec htiw pu dellif stekcop sah ohw nam a ot
Ecneh ereh yl'pah deirram eb ll'uoy ,enuJ emoc
Moolba lla eb ll'uoy ,noos taht rebmemer
Won eb yam uoy reverehw ,evol ym
Bmot ym retne ot dellac emit eht rof
Em gnidnuoh ohce eht ,gnur dah sllactac tub
Gnis ot ton deggeb I gnos a deworc kcoc eht
Gnil-a-gnilc syek eht draeh I ,noos tub
Bmow yad rettal a rof llew ssap d'yeht
Em gnidnuorrus ,sllaw etercnoc eht dna
Revo eb ot noos saw efil ym rof
Gninruom ylimaf ym draeh I edistuo dna
Yad eht rof elims a htiw detraped dah
Yats ot rof degnol I dneirf a ,nooM eht
RebotcO fo nroM driht-ytnewt eht
Gninrom eht ni ,ylrae esor nus eht
I've heard tales told of towers, that pierce the highest heavens
That touch the coldest clouds, that stand above the valleys
And in the highest room, where the widest window beckons
Is alas, a maiden sleeping, clothed in otherworldy challis
And the years roll by in hundreds, the valleys shift formation
But yet she lays unmoving, time forbidden so to touch
Her eyes forever wanting freedom from her station
With touch, she will awaken, with her knight, to her side rushed
And I wish to that same heaven, that same heaven pricked-by-tower
That I could claim the title of a knight in shining armor
With one unburdened kiss would unlock all your hours
And you to the ship down by the harbor
And sailing to my country, where my coventry awaits us
As the churchbells ring in celebration, calling out the praises
Where safety guarantees you, a life away from jailers
Where your arms will wrap around me, as a priest concludes his phrases
But that's not me at all, someone's beat me to the punch
I can see the gate's been opened, the room upstairs is vacant
And the ship down by the harbor, has sailed, not leaving much
And the dust across the bedsheets tells me that your time is ancient
Still, I hear you say
"In the Gardens, you will find me
In the Gardens, I will be
In the Gardens, you will mind me
In the Gardens, we'll be free"
So goodnight sleeping beauty, may your dreams not be my nightmares
May your prince charming be the king that wasn't taken over
And may your children grow, in the land of summer fanfares
And keep me in your prayers, this now purposeless rover
And your tales told of towers, that pierce the highest heavens
That touch the coldest clouds, that stand above the valleys
And in the highest room, where the widest window beckons
Is alas, a maiden sleeping, clothed in otherworldy challis
Too late
For you

Tranny cyclist camp 
Who are you bleeding 
Sleeved up to the nails with the cynics and economy dry 
Keys and traffic jams 
Pan for elitists 
Novice to a fault dredge battery life 

Hard to hear your spokes between sobering highs 
Scrap.light.travel.heavy decorum bride 
Stick to your enamels and your pretty whites 

Tranny cyclist camp 
You're a defeatist 
Wearing all the breath of an inadvertent charming choir 
You're a middle name 
Nobody hears you 
Drowners of a droll crown trebly stride 

Hard to hear your spokes between sobering highs 
Scrap.light.travel.heavy decorum bride 
Stick to your enamels and your pretty whites 
Oh wash away, you lonely drag child 
Oh wash away, you lonely drag child 
Oh wash away, you lonely drag child 

I was a crook and you were a storm 
Tanning salons and otherworldy regards 
This is a cusp, a vanity crutch 
Scraping the beard and here we're barreling up 
Oh, these are the stags 
The honesty sucks 
Motherless drags and all the nicotine hugs 
Poseurs and crimes 
A Father's decline 
Still in the basement masking cellophane grime 
Appearances low and cyclists blow 
Stereo strike and all the cyclists blow
Stereo strike and all the cyclists blow
Cyclists blow

I like to have money in my ear
If it ain't calling I can't hear
yeah
yeah
I can give you my heart but I can't feel
Shit oh well

U irrelevant like brock purdy
Mix the cup yeah I make that shit look dirty
Can't miss the money, that's why I'm coming early
I'm fine as hell, thats why she cumming early
Way I do this shit I make it otherworldy
I'm a bully, give a pussy boy a motherfucking swirly
Thats your girl, why the fuck that bitch always fucking flirting

Coming up, yeah, got no love
Tried to kick me out cos I was selling
She tryna find out what I'm selling to her son
I'm tryna find out what I'm selling to her son
If that pussy trash I give her ass a block
She off the roster yeah I let that bitch walk

Even if I loved you, I could live without you
Why you butting in, we not talking bout you
I mix the cup til it looking like it's Chowder
I dropped a perc 30, and I just found it
That bitch got brain damage, like she Antonio Brown
He think he my friend, but he can't come around with
I'm tryna fuck if she down with it

If I find my-self seeking
Something that's simply
Other-wor-ldy
Then simply the
Answer, must be
I'm made for something, more than me
God, can you please help me!

(cHHHHHHH)

Kitty creep in wardrobe
welcome to Sin Chronic city
Itty globe within a globe
Where even climate get gritty

Lips be peel, eyes be seal
welcome to Sin Chronic city
creep it real, creep it real
ugly never looked so pretty

Formless voidly, voidful body
Happy never gone so lucky
clice boundly, Lucy bloody
Diamonds never bled so lovely

Look inside eye, gem reflects sky
wonder wandered lost n foundly
Vision hazy, demons crave thee
yonder yammers curse depravely

Beloved n strangely, greets dereanged be
tender smoke smellless n dreamy
Yet dreams all see, doxology be
So stoneface n sternly weepy

Reaching lightly, glass of darkly
abyss shadowed partly cloudy
meatballs chancely, Hogwarts doubtly
Story mage scry otherworldy

Snatch out doubters,  fire mercy
alpha omega, otherworldly
welcome to sin chronic city
welcome to sin chronic city

Other other wordly
Sin Chronic City
other other wordly
Sin Chronic City



City chronicly grinning
Cheshire vanishly pretty
Gritty crimespree sinning
Thresher ghostly city



fruitless trees in late autumn, twice dead, uprooted
double edged sword, tongue of seven stars sharply fruited
c light seen nor unseen, crystal sea cry softly heaven
Frozen flame, a heart dare hold, open gem of  gently perdition
Where Lion opens seven seals, day n night creatures scream almighty
you hear myriad upon myriad, listen closely
cleansed by blood a cloak of white, son of 'Ham transformly bright
Sin Chronic City where good samaritan be damn
Worthy is the lamb


So I was talkin to this pothead n asked her if she had to light up all the time
N she said, well how else am I gonna get my photosynthesis?

Suicide will lead me to this deadly choice
Cant you hear it in my voice
I am deranged, like no remorse
Bloody, bloody visions, like marking myself incision
My ambitions are aligned, tick, tick, tick, tick, theres goes the time
Conception, inside of mind, perception just commit crime
Riding around like a devilish corpseman, man fuck all the four horseman
Otherworldy forces, reinforcing my thoughts like endorsement
Telling me that I shall go stack tha corpses
Creeping in astral plane, invoking Lucifer he tell me "sip the blood"
Watch when I bring tha flood, yall will be stuck like mud
Smoke a blunt, then I shrug, extract tha dmt, straight from my pineal gland
It was the plan along in my head, why can't you understand that I am dead?

(This one for the paper chasers ya heard)
(This the real nigga anthem ya dig)
(Yuh)
Ever since my heart first got poured, it got dark (it got dark)
Fill it up with with lean, think my soul came
A narc
Used to pray for days that I ain't have to overplay my part
I put all the work in to be great like white shark (nigga)
Now I done got to the cream (to the cream)
All my hoes snort white, Charlie Sheen (Charlie Sheen)

Kick her out when I fuck, all I need is lean
I'm something out my body, I'm a other-worldy
Being
You'd think I was racist way I hang with these niggas
Chain my soul in ropes
Can't give up on the gang, I gave 'em hope
Aiming for the top spot, aim these words at his throat
Man, this shit is not a joke, (bitch)
I'm somethin' like the president, I'm somethin' like the Pope
I'm somethin' like Floyd, bitch, I'm somethin' like the G.O.A.T (somethin' like the goat)
I'm somethin' like Floyd, bitch, I'm 50-0
(Fresh as fuck every day, like I get rained on in soap)

Came  out the womb a man, I came out a different
Creature
Something like an alien, I ain't nothing to play with, bitch, I'm somethin' like a Xan
Yeah, I clean up nice, but still get dirty like I'm Dan
Tough times get harsher, I can say I never ran
(The only one that put fear in me is the one that made me man)
Tough times get harsher, I can say I never ran
(The only one that put fear in me is the one
that made me man)

Ever since my heart first got poured , it got dark Fill it up with lean, think my soul came a narc
Used to pray for days that I ain't had to overplay my part
I put all the work in to be great like white shark
Sticking to the code, I'm a man of my word
Locked my heart up in a box n kicked that bitch to the curb
Changed since niggas knew me, fuck what you heard
But if you wanna talk hot, let it rain, Larry Bird
Got the soul of a chosen one, somethin' like Liu Kang, I'm the rosen one
Ballin' all you niggas, like Derozan son
(yeah, nigga)

This archetype is hard to find, ifI'm givin' out game, then why the fuck am I not signed?