I've got
Price cut on trust & Faith
No breaks when pedalling it
'Tis a disgrace
To not own any is a disservice
Essential qualities to survive mergers
Bonding over lunch bar burgers
I got hunches I got curves
Ain't my purpose
When throwing punches
My fist swerves
Red hot reactionary retaliation
Rampage campaign received via radio station
The hunger for blood
Brutal intentions
The phone rings
Maraca rattles
Mindfulness scadattiles
Under the clash of battle
So you ain't thinking straight
Speeding up your own sinking rate
Like thrashing among devils snare
Completely unaware you've brought young Neville to tears
& no one wants this hogwash to begin with
I don't believe it's a pompous monolog i've lost interest
I'm learning to make my fuses slow burning
Because blowing up when we're all okay is disconcerting
It's all love
I give hugs to the hurt and the accused
It's all love
Roll out rugs over the ever extending fuse
Walk all over it if you desire
Talk like a cobra but their aint no fire
If anyone wants to hire me to remain higher than can be