Psyche

All this terror tearing down my psyche
Growing up with night terrors taught me when to hide my canine teeth and when to snarl out “Bite me”

I got a couple problems and I was hoping you could solve em
Create a smooth solvent
That applies to the skin and smells like mint
One that locks me in a cage so the devil can’t get in

On second thought
How about a trade?
I’ll give you peace of mind in exchange for a little shake’n bake that shake in some brownies till you’re baked
And of course they’re home-made

Friendships are more expensive than you’d think for something so easy to replace
Wires constantly frayed
Traffic jams cause massive delays
Don’t flip away, we’ll be back after this commercial break

All this terror tearing down my psyche
Brain slowly ceases function when exposed to the wrong lighting
Bad timing

Drug dealing brain fodder for them dissonant bears all up in your face
Hibernating at their own pace
I stay up late for my own sake
And I haven’t touched a spray paint can in 88 days
Some say I’ve truly lost my ways
I say I’m trying to experiment with improving on my mistakes

I hate people generally
But I like a few individually
Words of self-love often lead to the prosperity of those other than those who utter the original blessings

Now ain’t that something!

Act like a dog
Sit, shake, speak
Clean the shit you make with the pearliest of teeth

Act like a puppet
Dance and sing
They’ll wring you dry of all your stress when the charity rings