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letra de damn skull - too birds

[v1: realname]
i’m a powerless king in a town of ghosts
in a tower toasting the host of the hour
gross in the mirror smoke in the shower
the ultimate coward having a sulk
on that sour taste in the mouth tip
bullsh-t talk to my self milking a cow t-t
a home alone in the house kid i maculkin the mic
jackson(some) moon unit alb-ms from the store
moonwalking out it
i’m a ball at parties cause i talk the loudest
drop the ball at parties cause i, talk the loudest
watch me origami my persona
hardly try no more like
once i start to gush it’s over
can’t stop tsunamis
cloud of powder on my outer sh-ll
is an ivory suit on a skeleton
ironic use of my voice
my idle hands are lucifer’s toys
writing a ransom for random bystanders
attention span demanding answers
where my jacket straight racket raps
antivirus can’t hack it raps
tip of the iceberg acid tabs
itching for peace
scratchin scabs
this sh-ts a disease
catching crabs
gimme the keys
sn-tch and grab
get off my back b-tch catch a cab
only time i crash is on my mattress
man i got h-llen keller’s doing backflips
epiphany speech
listen to me
click on this link and just look at this sh-t i can speak
a blibity bleep that’s all folks
you can all croak
holding you breath hoping that i’ll choke
i’m going barebones bombing on a beat
skulling ink
vomit on a sheet
fill the sink with my rotten teeth
bleeding gums kick a shocking stick
rocking middle fingers

[v2: teether]
and they know
so many feelings when the wrist snap on the intro
now no solo, barely one hand the scale is so low
so toke on the xl, time refuse to propel
so i’ma stay and wait here for the brain to rot to all h-ll
i’m so well, i think i teleported to my quiet place
a one bedroom apartment overlooking such deep sp-ce
it’s wednesday and fools stay pressing b-ttons on broke trains
make your escape and disappear past loose shapes
since that lucid is elusive, by night dreaming ’bout the next day
daydreams be scheming how to scream and still get paid
5 years and it’s not gone so well, won’t switch lanes
at this rate, i’ll probably stage dive the eastern freeway
with a concrete helmet on
bone marrow in your vision how you know it’s wrong
ultraviolence how i’m killing every minute cause this shift is so d-mn dull
thoughts so overflowing my brain bulging out my d-mn skull

- too birds

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