"Dancing amongst Blindness"

"Dancing amongst Blindness"

Let me give you a little word from the wise, egotistical little guys like yourself, I despise. “Do you have a business card?”, you’re a retard, hollow brain and I’m insane yet calling the same name. Hell no I don’t, and won’t, lord be my witness, as I don’t live first thinking about business.

Welcome to the jungle, you scum-baggy muggle, a powerful voice you’ve left me no choice, star family soon able to rejoice, not even a nod how bout you call me God.., a unicorn with a blood red horn, Homer around Bart tastes tart unpleasant fart a shart, message from space spraying mace, what we have here is really a disgrace, tortoise and the hair a race, visions alike, yet not the same pace.

If I gave you 5 seconds of my time, you’d be enlightened and not meniscal, slime, a rhyme, and apparently grounding is a crime, government or actually we the people shouldn’t be paying a dime. To you an event, just money wasted irresponsibly spent, peace love and unity, we call a community a family a tent, you’d say rent, a rational that couldn’t have been more bent, a plague a virus a dent.

What you don’t know, is you’re doing it all wrong, not everyone’s here to get fucked up and play pong, take totes a bong, line me a fatty make it long, maybe it’ll educate as these mushrooms have in designing this beautiful song.

The music industry here needs change, don’t be stupid and get out of range, I’m Tyson a single parent 28 in age. An intertwining imagination unheard of vomited in rage all over this page, constantly inspired and always full on the gauge, under appreciated low on the wage.

I can change the world, flying in stealth, disectively humbled and one of good health, fueled but drowning in a world all about wealth. Truth be told, I’m more valuable to you, than you are to me, everyone knows it.. all can agree, SLC Utah one-eighty-degree.