scribbles

Scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander

slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter

brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter

fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her

Been about it been about it

tape the mouth they never shoutin

public ****** won't allow it

body pile cannot count it

Flex on me must be a masochist

slate isn't clean cause I'm passionate

never letting on to where the hatchet is

feel it in the chest is I hack it in

I'm not sorry, I been that human excrement in my glory

I be the mother****** making hits your family morning

I'd pay the price but my sacrifices do it for me

I'd advise against collapse because y'all are corny

Charge them with death that's the price that they pay

for crossing my path when I don't feel ok

I'm hollow feel nothing but do when I gut them and

feel all the love when I taste the fillet

The sensation of seeing life fade unmatched

book it ain't ever see the face unmasked

my insides in shambles never find the zen

it's in the corners of my eyes again

I've been on my **** ***** I cannot be shaken

think he'll ever find his place not killing you must be mistaken

on the road to deviance it's just the ****** path I've taken

bouta live a separate life from social norms I will be breaking

Scribbles in my head it's late at night the streets I drunken wander

slither round the public while concealing he that murder plotter

brain won't ever work, hello sir you got a lovely daughter

fake the face and lock the gaze she hurt that's how I know I got her