And it was my name
Spewing piss and talking shit
I hope this room doesn’t make you feel safe
Well the art crowd is here
And with a boring pretension they’ve crawled up in a
dead author’s throat
With a mouth full of venom and bad intentions clenched
within these fists
And it was my name;
My royalty was you looking like a child
when your head hit the back of that wall
Spewing piss and talking shit
I hope that drink doesn’t make you feel safe
Well the high school athletic's arrived
Kissing all the pretty girls, but they get too drunk to
f*ck
With a mouth full of venom, eyes like the ice age
and bad intentions clenched within these fists
I will drown you in the ill will I’ve been soaking into
the floor
I hope there’s medicine in that flask that you’ve been
downing...
You’re about to forget this night ever happened
Run and get the sugar baby
We’re about to have an asphalt confession
My genius and brilliance left this party with self
abuse
Clarity is alone
Happiness is always a f*cking no show