clide-slavens

[clide-slavens]

Picture this:

A dream within a dream

let it go, burning hope

On the threshold of disaster

We run right out of dope

It won’t be long before you hit the door

I can’t tell it’s morning

I can’t make no sense again

It’s getting better as I cuss the cold

Pardon me for asking how the hell did I get here.

I’ll be leaving just as soon as I can score

Drunken poets

Dirty angels

The south side is poppin

No time for shakin

Fucking mamas

I don’t need no drama

At times I know

Less is more

Life’s uncertain

Death is sure

[clide-slavens]

“Geaux Fuck Yourself”he says.

While she ignores him and does just that. Moaning, huffing & puffing, all the time squinting at her phone, watching someone do some perversions to another. She dogs me if I decide to look at porn.

It’s all good I already know she’s a fucking bitch. Trust me, I gotta live with her, Fucking Two-Faced Cunt. But I love her ass. I hope she loves me too. Because at this point I’m about ready to end all reality. Queen of the underworld.

Once I thought I was fucking Darla. I’m a sicko from the devil.

I on my way down. Down where I feel like an explosion underground. Carry me back if I catch a stumble.

Burn me with a death ray, bury me in hell.

[clide-slavens]

I wasn’t too sure I wanted out

Out of the car that is, after all that bullshit went down.

All hell broke loose, over that damn dancing clown

What town are we in?

How the hell did I get so down?

At dinner she wore an explosive gown

We returned the favor

We called for take out instead

I made her cum

She gave me head

She looks so good in red

Crimson to be exact

Crack of the heart

Knife attack in the back

Rosin scented flowers

Can’t hold these fuckers back

Acting like some fucking Romans

Pretending to rule these fucking Jews

It’s the end of the world

Did you watch the news?