heroforsure asked: So when exactly did you just give up on accomplishing things?

Um… Claymation… That’s a… Personal accomplishment? Right? Kinda…?

Late at night when the smoke shines bright
And the world is fast asleep
The Embers burn from lessons learned
As the graves are dug too deep
I wrap myself in memories
And forget just where I am
I’m not giving up, just giving in
Oh well, the cycle starts again

Raps are a guilty pleasure of mine

You can’t even handle this bag of bones, that i carry, I’m king of clones, the dial tones, carving tombstones, this shits about to get scary,
We don’t do it for the points or the joints that anoint or annoy and toy with our emotions, the devotion to reopen the words that have been spoken and here I am chokin from tokin while these nonsmokin jokers are croakin, its like a mind corrosion, thought explosion, mothafuckin commotion in the arctic ocean, this locomotion gives me the notion that I’m not in this alone, so they can’t tell me how or why, cuz when I say jump they say how high.

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As my fears start talking

Their words began to ring

While they all sit mocking

As the world declares its king

The angels are crying

But the evils put to rest

As our time is dying

Has this all just been a test?

Can i think straight?

The light is fading fast

For is this our future

or somebody else’s past

Am i speaking non sense

Or have i lost my mind

Cuz the gods all keep sayin

That heavens hard to find

Ballad of a Broken Man

A boy sits on a hill in the middle of town 

His heart beats still but doesn’t make a sound 

He hopes for the best but the best won’t come

 Cuz in his heart he knew that she was the one

As he looks at the corpse of his shattered dreams

He knows that it’s gone but doesn’t want to believe

He watches the sky crack in two and he knows

It’s not long now before the ground beneath goes


Seasons change and harvests die

theres no point in asking why

days move on and people leave

but your heart’ll bruise when its on your sleeve


The world gave him up a long time ago

He said no matter what’s next he still wouldn’t show

Behind those brown eyes he had a story to tell

How he’s been through it all and made it back from hell

As he breathed a last breathe he knew his end was near

He looked upon faces filled with shame and fear

The rope around his neck was a sign of his time

How far he had come and how far he had climbed


Seasons change and dreams may lie

wish all you want, you still won’t fly

days move on and people leave

but your heart’ll bruise when its on your sleeve


The story I tell you is one not to forget

About a boy all alone and his only regret

How he let his one chance slip right through his hands

The devils above laughed as they made their demands

If he could take it all back believe me he would

But the reaper himself took him under his hood

A boy lost in sorrow is as bad as can be

And remember when i tell you that that boy was me


Seasons change and angels cry

hopes are crushed in the blink of an eye

days move on and people leave

but your heart’ll bruise when its on your sleeve

More rap attacks

Will people ever see the real me? The person I am to be? The person to make history, to die in fire and misery, to bring forth the philosophy for them to hear and agree or disagree to a degree of my idiosyncrasy but I guarantee that nobody will be parodied as much as the hyperbole of me

Do i need to qualify to mystify and terrify while I testify to the private-eye what kind of guy I try to deny I pass by as my alibi or oversimplify the fact I electrify and intensify the ability to satisfy my need to get high on my supply cuz you know why? I stupefy, horrify those I crucify while I magnify the sky and to those in need here’s a lullaby

tumblrbot asked: ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

An amalgamation of the two obviously… Robot Dinosaurs are the way of the future

A Tell Tale Past

As i Wake to the sounds of silence in this hell that I call home

I don’t care bout what I’m missing cuz i just set out on my own

But i left before I got here and i know you did the same

But as i walk this distance the wind just screams your


You’re the voice i left behind me

The ghost under my bed

You’re the feeling left inside me

But the feeling that i dread

This feeling that i fucked up

How i know it all too well

The roads unwind before me from this heartless tale i tell
 

With a blood red sky above me, and a fragile heart to bear

Forgotten hopes and broken dreams pretend like they were never there

I reminisce of brighter days and the memories from our past

While cigarettes and bottle shards lay from our world’s collapse

 

You’re the voice i left behind me

The thought left in my head

Of the picture lain before me

You’re words remain unsaid

It’s done, it’s gone and buried

As the living know so well

As the road unwinds before me from this heartless tale i tell

The Mind of a Maniac

There’s a constant ringing in my ear

And a growing buzz inside my brain

All roads lead to one conclusion

I guess I’ve finally gone insane

As I’m Checking over shoulders

And I’m staring into space

I’m not stoned, I’m bouldered

Can you help me leave this place?

Im Listening to the voices

from beyond my plane of sight

And I’m left with these decisions

Do I let them stay the night?

I tend to see shadows moving

From the corner of my eye

But Our relationships improving

Cuz when I talk they’ll reply

The pills dont seem to help me

They Only aggravate me more

But the men inside my ceiling

Have begun to break my door

So If you’re reading this and wonder

Is this man alright

My advice is Not to listen to the thunder

Cuz It’s never been too bright…

Well I’ve told you of my morning

And I’m sure you’re quite confused

Your concern is more than welcome

But I just hope that you’re amused…..