Antarctica I stretch life's boundaries Each chance I get I play with the limits/ This world is full of insanity How could I ever claim to be different/ They said said don't toy with fire But my eyes never stray from the flicker/ I don't even ask for forgiveness I just hope Christians Still pray for the wicked/ Each day watch my body Slightly decay from a sickness/ Invisible to a mirror's image But It's clearly displayed at the clinic/ So I let the dice roll Try my hand at luck Same cook... a new kitchen/ Stay fully loaded Because what's a gun with no ammunition?/ Lyrics my drug of choice... Overdose just claimed a new victim/ They say it isn't art... But... These pictures that I paint with all my writtens/ Are the frame of a vision Michelangelo couldn't explain in a sentence/ Beethoven couldn't hear Einstein couldn't have never invented/ Di Vinci couldn't have coded Savant or Nostradamus could have never predicted/ So when I talk about the illness In which I'm afflicted/ There's no need for a mask In my presence You have been gifted/ Originality is encrypted Chill could have 0 degrees And still would be frigid/ Till I die.... In my tomb... make sure you bundle up when you visit/
Yes, a ridiculous amount more and it comes randomly to me. Unfortunately, I can't exactly turn it on or off either.
Yes, a ridiculous amount more and it comes randomly to me. Unfortunately, I can't exactly turn it on or off. Thank you for reading.