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