Death are you there?
My subconscious is Frankenstein,
I am it's monster,
My brain is such a philistine,
When out of context,
Hope will become my true demise,
same way as John F,
I am a god without the treble clef,
I am Shakespeare without his best sonnet,
I should be alright but I am half left,
Standing in the sun but I have dark legs,
With a golden chest
Living my days in solitude,
Because I can't jest
Sometimes I think I am prude,
Laughs I can't harness
Don Giovanni getting rude
So fucking heartless
And still,
I see,
the summer rays go gray
And still,
I see,
the summer rays go gray
And still,
I see,
the summer rays go gray
And still,
I see,
the summer rays go gray
Death are you there?
Do you have a moment to spare?
To talk to me about despair, about yourself and what's waiting there?
Death are you there?
Do you have a moment to spare?
To talk to me about despair, about yourself and what's waiting there?
For me, please?
Reinstate a mental state,
Similar name given in vain,
Suicide, saying it brings shame.
I grace the emptiness
Impunity, of the soothing sea
Your calming voice grows impatient with me.
I'm spoilt for choice hope comes ironically
Pillow economy, killing me softly....
Smoking cause I'm bored,
Exhaustion has caused Pilot license dorks,
Tritanomoly Blue ink is stinking,
it's homeless and poor,
Proportion is short Compared to first war.
Calceology Ripping vans off the wall,
Place them under scopes Nerve ends extend loads,
Shrink them 10 percent,
Vans off the wall,
Vans got opaque dents,
Transit hospital,
Doc Needle and thread,
Doc needs to cheat death.
clean nicotine breath,
Toothbrush is tumour's vet,
Steve Irwin gets wet,
Sting ray on my chest,
Electrocute text,
Contractions to dench,
Marlborough replaced bench,
Lift 20 a day,
Power with my neck,
Ponrstar giving head,
A sticky shower....
Light a cigarette,
Cancer infects,
Boredom....
Will be my death.
And still
I see
the summer rays go gray
And still
I see
the summer rays go gray
And still
I see
the summer rays go gray
And still
I see
the summer rays go gray
Death are you there?
Do you have a moment to spare?
To talk to me about despair, about yourself and what's waiting there,
Death are you there?
Do you have a moment to spare?
To talk to me about despair, about yourself and what's waiting there, for me, please?
