cunabear – mindovermatter lyrics
i once saw tiny bears getting high inside of 9 inch drain pipes, in a city full of rain water that never seems to filters me softer
i prefer to climb up to the highest balcony to view the suburbs, than drown my inquisitive nature in a tub full of paint drainer
and thinner
and glimmer
perversion of my nature for trying to tell the truth to my forsakers
exclusion of her facial features to entice the pervert risk-takers
yo
may your enemies remember the day you gave them flowers in exchange for shiners
may your families remember the night you left their comfort for the trenches
your girlfriend might deny your proposal inside her favorite diner, but at least you have her exposure on your cellular for the nightly gut wrenches
the last shadows of your hope stretch long and lanky in the sunset; once it sets, the rain begins again, and it pours and pours and pours
so i guess these seeds can never really f-cking flourish
well sh-t…
i once heard the speakers speaking “storms make trees take deeper roots”, but with a ridged concrete flooring and poison-g-ssed gl-ss ceiling, who would really want to set up camp here anyways?
the sun and the moon had an interstellar fight, now this was many years ago:
the moon had stolen the suns light at night and proclaimed it as his own
and they are no longer friends
and they are no longer enemies
just familiar strangers with a handful of foggy, half–ssed memories
there once was a time that popularity was opposing affinity
now we’re both positive, so you’ll just want to get rid of me
i was angry. (i’m sorry.)
i didn’t mean what i said
i was happy. (i’m sorry.)
i didn’t mean what i said
i’m sorry
i never seem to say or do the right thing
but i’m trying
i wish that counts for something…
this isn’t hardcore ‘84
this is feeder for the musical future
treat my verse as an amb-ssador to poetic critics death drum
this is nothing special
i’m just conversing my heart’s anthem
converting verbs to mp3 and display them in prose-museums
the disconnect before the punch connects is savage feared and dangerous
the reconnect over lunch corrects the violence with soup and sandwich
but i threw the first punch so it’s never exactly even
until you flex
puff chest
c-ck back and-
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