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letra de tsunami - son anthony

i l!ck the blood off of my fangs
before i smile so i don’t alert the person i call “friend”
it’s hard enough pretending these conventions have a say
as we abide by their rules but closed doors reveal intentions
i have a tough time against suspicions as it is
and the constant line of questioning intensifies this
will i gentrify myself if i made a little money?
though it cannot buy me love, it sure can get me nice things
feisty littlе devil who comes across as polite
who is a lighting rod pеrsonified who’s shines when it’s striked
and it’s high time i was smited by the maker out of spite
for trying to replace them for the good things in my life
and i write with her picture close by
with the intent that i could fly around the globe and maybe see her at a show
though that’s not gonna happen no matter how bad i want it
i’ve learned at 26 that dreams become that which haunts you
now hold up
and everybody get into position. it’s about to leak emissions
from a now weekly conniption
which affliction is completely responsible for committing
admitting to wrong doings is step 1 in forgiveness
bewilderment is common when someone acts out of character
iconoclastic narrative after i left the parish that cherished
this young soul but produced a narrow mind
for our lives beg questioning not threats of h-ll fire
and i admire where i climbed out from under
conflated my scattered writings in that time
as well as other artwork
no museum display. in case that horror
has an adverse effect on spectators as they walkthrough
you once could eat maple walnut ice cream off the floor
of the their theater of mind which was clean but now distorted
we’d crawl on all fours before we’d sacrifice our freedom
the west to be collectivist is more dead than my dreams are
i guess i’ll keep fighting. this is rocky’s bout with drogo
actually the way it’s going is more like ivan and apollo
climate change deniers whining cuz it hasn’t snowed
is the equivalent of me sad unsigned without a demo
admit we love to go about and pity for ourselves
in hopes that someone rubs our backs and asks how they can be of help
its amazing how that is even as a grown adult
sorrow makes us all children again but it’s ten fold
my cold dead eyes hypnotize with their refulgence
and you cannot see inside unless i decide to open
the diary i’ve confined that i constantly read over
that my right brains writes while wired by foldger’s
i am trying to get over the hopelessness but i can’t
for the big hand prohibits considering any chance of
trying to abide time or pursing dream advancements
i can’t win against it so i might as well vanish
and that’s my right, god d-mnit!
bringing hardcore antics like the death metal fandom
fortify my vantage points for looking out at land where
i could organize a fork and knife ending to your tale
there for sure will come a day when all will flash before your eyes
and what you see go at that speed will be the scenes of mawkish life
what that means is that we cling to what we think is who we are
and that’s your ego lying to you and pulling you down farther
i could give a d-mn about the stardom
what my heart is more set on is any feeling of belongness
fondness seems to fade at times, but comes back even stronger
when you thought it wouldn’t last past this, it goes longer
i’m sorry for the discourse that i offered
the raucous presentation made the length that this went on for awkward
the closing bars plated are food for thought for you to eat up
before the tsunami throws us out in the sea

- son anthony

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