Summer Despair? Love Dream Crescendo, Taipei Dissolve

hell ass palace, hell ass pool

hell ass science proven you're a fool

dreams worth more than money

dreams worth more than dreams

dreams leading me to you

whatever the names i swear whatever the words

it never rains on Isle Delphino

that's what came today i don't fucking know

let it fucking flow samo your being

permits me glow

intense abandon into your flow

followed you from the streets

got down to the subway

i first started running after that ass

liked that ass well knew it wasn't the one

walked back and saw you running too..

running too late... didn't left...

ran left and then left

got down to the subway

knew who she was

hell nightmare mistake

just a lost piece

helped those girls
(such a weird scene)
a lot of girls, i love girls
surrounded by them
still

love my mom
present in my heart
stroke you with my arms
as to absorb you..back
as to become you...
this love
does it come from
this external
spring? you? please let her be  you!
why am i so desperate! i saw you!
i know what my eyes are? more than the nature of what they seek
yeeks, see WOMAN!
I LOVE YOU!
I DON'T CARE!
I'll never have to prove it, I swear!
it fills me... undiscovered lands... they're yours
what you were... it's horrible
so am I, I see you, I know where I'll go

but I only think of you
every second
every tear
every mistake that composes the universe

J'ai Mots

comment ne pas penser
ne pas me trouver si bête
quand je t'écoute me parler
quand je t'écoute t'adresser à moi?
comment en est-on arrivé là?

pourquoi tu me regardes.
pourquoi tu m'apprécies.
qu'est-ce que je fais là? arrête tes sotteries

pas de sauterie

je rentre chez moi, en pensant à toi
je rentre en moi, j'oublie tout sauf toi
tu es toujours quelque part en moi, à attendre
que je te remarque

que passe-t-il par là, par ci,
de Paris à Passy
cela reste la même rengaine, alors je dégaine,
je remballe, je rentre en balle,
je roule sur tes flancs
mes rêves d'argent
finiront brûlés dans des champs
de blé

rien à faire de l'argent... garde ton argent...

mes dollars se comptent en autant de rêves...

Intercourse, Interjection, On That Grassy Field Found At The Moon

i'm like, 'ohmyfuckingod
what are you doing in me?'
i bet your lookin for god,
so had to dig for it in me (SPELEO)
outta body experience
not what you name it science
has burn your driver's licence
now give back me creedence.

te voy a matar
in a circle hellfire (s)pit
head in the basura
y asi acabarà la  changa
acabarà la  changa
outta body experience

you like, 'whats that smelly butt
tryin to talk to me for,'
when i slash you back to four
reverse song of time, end on the floor
both your eyes afraid to dance,
end doppel gang not finite haze
end dopple gang that callin days.

te lo voy a decir, más y más
y más y más, when i unleash beast form
eroded mask breaks in pieces (YES)
trapped in spider weeb ending up
but down, on the floor, and i slash you
MORE & MORE & MORE
creepy gore, tell me more, tell me more
grab the core, of my despair
and bring encore to this nightmare

Yo FUCK FUCK TWICE [Mierda De Lechero-)

So I drink and smoke
Enough of fucking clichés.
But I love, I love 'em so much
I love love and talking shit about others,
Reminding I love them,

Reminding I love me,
Reminding they all love me,
They all love

The way that I look
The way I think
The way I think they think
And how I'd do better
In their place

I'm so fucking white
My brain's as white as my skin
My fucking heart is turning ash grey
Everything goes the same way, the farest you stare at,
The closer you step in deep shit

And all that green, and all that depressing jazz
I'm optimist in front of my death
Days of future past
Are nothing short of a moment you'll forget
As soon as you'll take the easy path,
As soon as you stop moving
Out of your fucking room

So I drink and smoke,
And I express this through a keyboard.
I hate keys and I'm fucking unstable.
I'm fucking afraid of everything

Afraid of going out
Afraid of my own fears
Afraid of facing 'em and yours
Afraid to admit we share the same fucking anxieties about the same fucking shit topics we'd all wish we were past through but fuck do I think of something else at daytime when I'm thinking about thinking about something else than being afraid of going out of my house,

Yo, fuck fuck whatever.
Go fuck yourself. That is my easy way.
I repeat, and repeat,
Someone help me shut the fuck up.
Someone kill the hell out of my ego.
Someone just make me shut my fucking mouth.

White trash throw it in the fucking trash

Yo FUCK

I am so wrong
I am so fucking wrong
I persuaded myself of it all

I must really hate myself
As much as I reproached everyone for so long.

What could I
What should I have against you all?

Except I can't
Handle myself, around you
Around anyfuckingbody

All you can't be, all I'd hate you for not being,
Why can't I let you fucking be?
Why can't I accept people might love me
For being myself, for being something they can't control.

I don't like me,
How could I possibly like you
I'd prefer to stare in a glass
In my 3DS upper screen, in front of my singular
Pair of eyes

Je Me Casse

la tête comme un ballon
je donne un coup de pied

ça fait mal à la tête
doliprane
j'ai le corps qui flanche
je fais pipi

quoi quoi
pourquoi c'est toujours comme ça
je m'en fiche de m'en fiche fiche

ouhlala non
toujours goodbye



j'arrête de te courir après, j'arrête de te fuir
je file dans les champs de riz en léchant l'enduit
toujours dans l'ennui, dans le flegme zizi

bébé je sais que c'est fini
hey
regarde-moi dans les yeux
hey

il serait peut-être temps de se faire comprendre
d'arrêter l'an 20 et de passer mach 20
qui m'en voudra si j'en ai marre
tu m'en voudras même si déjà je pars
moi je ferais toujours le canard
à m'en lécher les panards


je m'en bats les couilles, royal
en mode deluxe, loyal
je m'en bats les couilles, sociales
comme un ninja, je baille
c'est le bye-bye
je me casse

thirty-six reasons to die part eight

now you can cry! now is the time to act
like we ever had a meaning beyond the premium moment at its purest
dick hanging in tired hands discovering labor and tiredness
they be looking at my feet but i'm looking at yours
i'd turn you upside down and french kiss your ass-piss
what is hardest? being left behind or being ahead of y'all?
aid from head bad lacking ed
i'd already lived an earth rotation and you're still trying to get me
withdrawed your fake ass long ago never falling in those nets again
trapping you into oblivion while my face heading lorule.
following your long-dead rules and looking for a valuable redbull
thirty-six reasons to die part eight