Drama Sex featuring Cannabis Vapors Pts I & II

  Cannabis vapors,
Get in my eyes...
Unloosed from the world,
Released for isolation

Everything is soooooo fine.
I cleansed the place, and I'm just gone.
Gone since you're gone since you're finally discharged, girl.

The fan displays a warm breeze,
And the sun's glitched in a freeze,
I grew out from my shattered slough
A daze then a doze caused by a gaze,
But plants and waves keep to be what they should
Drama Sex featuring Cannabis Vapors (team up, see what doesn't happen)


  drinkin desperados like im sixteen
blueberry-wrapped blunts honey jump on it jump on it
shitmicrocosmos im kate moss most of it
no moskovite im kate mosh arm pit im in it, bitch im in it

drinkin jagermeister leanin on kush drug
do the shred love a shrug leanin on kush drug
drinkin jagermeister out of a dolphin mug
pizza sauce on my uggs! sip it give it a hug
sippin on kush drug

dont let me into my zone
already flying up to zion
i dont know what im lookin
dont know

Stop With That Perpetual All-Over-Dick-Control

I could have been someone, I could have become
Someone, but I watched too much porn
My hands could have shaped great works
But I've always let 'em tied around my poor boomstick

Never got to learn anything, of course I wanted you to teach me everything
Look at where I am, in the bed, oh love

Just wanna fuck you you you yeah

Politics
They rule us
With sex
Their strongest and widest weapon
Our shameless dicks stroking back at us

Just wanna fuck you you you oww

I could have been the guy, could have been gone
I lived a life trapped in a vaginavoid
Oh man, so many times, I've gone
Off your tits, licking that toe, skim the silk

We only have one Sword of Damocles in this world
And it's our fuck rods

Pardon & Regret

That title is so cliché

I'm not gonna talk about regret actually because I think it's bullshite

The first word although might show up quite a bit

While I know you hate it when people get miserable over begging yours

What I might have done, quite a few times,

So, sorry, I beg your pardon

I have no regrets

I said I wouldn't be talking bout regret

I don't regret it

There are all these poets,

All these artists, these geniuses

Sharing, describing every feeling I could imagine

Spark through me

I'm wondering

Do I have my seat in this crowd?

Which row am I at?

Do I want to be here, oh my

Please, please

Never say my name again

Never think of me again

Never make me feel again

Oh please, I'm begging you

Never admit your love again

Never sell me hope again

I wanna disappear forever

In this dope, again

On My Tender Pa[s]t(hs)

I made my first mixtape, with you in mind
It's called "Punk Moon"
It's a Nick Drake reference
Did you get it ?

You probably never listened to it
Though tracklist full of sick artists
Like Rangers, or Colin Blunstone
The last one's a cry out...

Am I tied into regularly thinking
Of all the girls that I once loved
Like building an unending melancholia life-state
Adding broken figures of misapprehended female Gods
Like a fucking memorial mindmark.

Wonder if I'll keep crafting mixtapes
For persons of opposite gender, used to not give a fuck
Maybe they do I don't know, maybe one day they will
I'm just one sick loser busy indexing tracks
Overthinking his own past feelings for ghosts
That never even fucking felt perceptible

In The Night, We'll Forever Be Ships Passing

And so the world was in high-resolution

Today.

You're just an illusion

A perfect catalyst
For all of my reveries

Projection made real
Of my intimate desires

But what if we had done it
Would we be feelin it
The way we feel it
Eachtime

                    tu m'aimes

mais je ne t'aime pas

                                                            je t'aime

           mais tu ne m'aimes pas

Do you exist, or do I want you to, it's inconsequential
All I find in you, to redeem in me, it's quintessential

You very well may be a phantom
You very well would be a bitch, or a cap, or a peninsula
You're almost inevitably all I could conceptualize
About your fucking brains and all that fucking mess you're at

When we were together, you told me

All the freaky things that turn you on

And you went out and you got

Exactly what I wasn't

The opposite of me?

But I'm like, 

The counterpart of you

If thou can wait, then thou can stay

cosmologieJEUXDERÔLES

I wish you'd care, I wish you would...

I wish you'd ask something like

"Dream about me"

But this is getting called

The Depression Guild

I dreamt about you

I dream about you

Seems like, that's all I really do

Are you really that different

Are you really not the person I knew?

Do I care, about the person I knew?

I guess I still care about you, oh girl...

I guess I do

I do,

Portray you, as the beautiful creature you are

In the unlimited paintings my mind offers whoever

You're a mermaid. And you're drenched in pleasure waters

You've penetrated

You've drained it all off

The ultimate Phantasmagoria

There is a spell...

Hey Jack, U Late Huh / Perpetuel Vague

fucking tumblr bitches like shit, am i serious
fucking tumblr bitches like girl, you goddam serious?
theyre into all types of cool stuff
casually hashtagged so you can pick and do whatever
you can start and do her bondage, in her school swimsuit
lickin toes ass to mouth stuffed girl its christmas themed
rub the slut up the right way stroke make her ejaculate
its raining wet drips like october, 'cept its september
1 finger 2 finger 3 finger 4 finger HIGH FIVE and her pussy stoned
smoke volutes coz shes hot and im super fried
sweatin like a waterfall numbed out of my mind
im just gettin to the point like a evil robot animal
evil robot animal

pick on tumblr bitches coz shit, too weird for em all
pickin at me coz im wanker-looking and i keep on talkin
about pokemon ballin and my dicks shinin
happy with doz titties coz i don't think i deserve them
but you said it was cool so man am i lickin them
tickles and tickles and tickles and still lickin them
she ridin im grindin she ridin im grindin & grindin
"pussy juice on my tummy"
busy pushin that bush in
keep on playin i'm in it, its so moist i beat it
its so moist i beat it

 

i just keep not forgetting your voice

i just keep not forgiving my choice

a sandstorm in a landmark battle

it has become a schnitzel

stuck in that perpetuel vague

neither Basedworld or Basedworld Paradise

i could easily believe its a paradise

rather than a paradigm shift

night is falling down my love

as the suns just gettin up, from a night of love

as it all stands up above as a glove

Légitime Défonce

Humour rime avec amour
Mort subjugué en regardant sous ta jupe
Sa vie a défilé via une expérience ultra-sensorielle
D'une durée de quelques secondes à peine

Son crâne fumait et les cheminées coulaient
Les douces odeurs d'ascenseurs
Les tatouages OCB sur la nuque
Les terrasses plantwave
Les filtres improbables


Car dans la vallée, elle a
Avalé
Un après-midi dans le sous-sol
Des seaux de porc ouverts