The Paper Room Where It Always Winds

Here's something a little interesting here... where did the feelings go? When the window shut the door? I've seen fresher juice from the tails of beef, found safer pens in the room of Guilt. I didn't find a knife so I couldn't escape, understand that life is a gutter scrape, each and every chewing gum that infests all the land, clumps together in the bowels of the world, and forms a thing called whale spit, circumvent the process lets just begin a new slate. You see, battle toads just landed on the quarter mile strip, guards came a running and got knocked over by the bowling ball, stinted growth in our memories makes us bake a popsicle absurd, like greasing an onion that's meant to be dry, I've seen fat drip down this potato pie, sign away your life by writing in ink, I'm a octopus with a difference, pause for a moment and you'll reverse, I just sicked up on this torrent land, learn to burn a cd only for my thoughts to go, oh, wait.... order and syntax, the pretense is missing, my muscles are tight like the Devils checklist shower curtains, probably not but maybe it's so, but these smiling faces just stirred a chill in me, pass the salt I'm burning. Slogging away, dotting the lines and chucks away, ever seen a cucumber fly through the sky, it went off last week, so make sure you cry, buried last week our carrots were alive, now they die in the rain and birth a new grain, you see the pixels flying from the firework stand, look it's all empty now, and I guess I just lied. About ten minutes, saw the clouds in the ground. I even walked in Heaven with my bud on the line, chip away at the coal my soul just died, now I sell pumpkins by the used soul stand, would you ever listen if I told you I was high, I surf more clouds in the 66 cup, I'll knock out a 48 just the 16 bit prize, this a drum beat or something? or a reason to gloat, I just hit a 140 but my boat just sunk, least I reference the bad and the few, Adam stole Eves season now she just cruises the mall, least this Friday I'll be better with a beer in my hand, it's bitter but at least the fancy cakes don't mind, 'bout a thousand more and I shut the door, in the fourties they all queued outside, surprised to find the factory empty I ransacked the place, fourteen stomachs just got fed, and my frog got the meds, some time around Thursday the rubber necks will sing, about powder on their skin and the voice they project, wave at me as I shake in the air, what just happened? got ate by a bear! Rubbish happens, like garbage handles, my avatar just died but least he can leave through the exit, but what about this bad song I made? I guess it's yours now, pass it on. Don't tell no one, not a Seol. But I just spent Christmas in Poland, yeah link it together, a spirit in the field like an abandoned bottle, my baby just screams for a brand new day, hear the flute sing, it's tearing my mind in half, once the morning hit me my frog got the night, oh well, bet you think this rhyme is shiiiip, pip a pap pip the stupid old blip, sneakers bob burning, hopeless snot gurner, garner the precipice and the doubles just hit, one hits the bag like it lacked it for a minute, pillars of rap speak of forever and ever, this leg up got me halfway now I need my new fist, to think of new ways to gift my body parts. Oh good grief, a heart shaped box, wonder if it'll fit my voice box with this, now I can't speak until the big day, but thank the spaghetti things that I spewed up this new thing. I wasn't nervous, nor did I recall, any of the film I watched nine miles down the road, I think I missed him, singing to me in my car, he was too far away, now his words need to find me, digging in the sand myself just got land, this aint a scene it's a battery pack, charge me up and I'll spout on gender rants, take a slant approach and it knocks my PC off, use a dictionary ya hear me? Fakery! more multis than poultries who got these from Mcnulty's. Shaven the pencil that gets me a label, I just found out I can rap, now Gpd thnks I'm able, I'm seeing mirages in the candy store I'm in aid of, send me emergency packs for the moon, I just saw a man get beat up on cartoons, I hold a view of optimism which nihilist natures, the end is nigh but at least I don't care, don't mean a thing cause we aint got no swings, for here it's not childplay it's a playground for despair, old men are the GOAT but I've got the L to stick to my forehead, they drink mead with the triangles in this snack pack for one, it takes the biscuit but at least I paid my share, one pound for dinner, and for tea I will share, that my money isn't enough to save the world, so push the pencils like you eat lentils every day, frozen peas taste better with chips from the chippy, and dig in the kitty you'll find she's full of sweets, but avoid those five pences like you don't jump those fences, might be a disaster to your gonads, intact, a thousand goodbyes just made me a man, I don't like electric it makes me so sad, because I need the relief and it's raining again, so sail away to the lemonade stand and I'll give myself a grand, nah you don't get much you're just Lurch in a payphone, how big are your thighs? about the size of a chickens, this skin just got me good, by a whisker I fell, now the mess seeps out, but least I've got a few more chances before the line dancers give me the pit of doom, nine more years until I jump over cheese moon. trap trap beat, just gave me a push, what's the rush for another album? this chocolate cake is lush!