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Sunday, May 8, 2016

Thieves and Liars - Poetry/Lyric - MobiusTripz

Thieves and liars all conspiring together stabbing one another in the back for a position nobody wants...

Sex drugs and promises all such tools using such tools and some their penises and some their cunts...

Tools with tools...

If you think you find this all now shocking just sit in one meeting of these maniacs and you can hear it all at once...

Or realize you've never lived a life of poverty Hard Rock punk rock heavy metal hip hop rap classical country disco dance motherfucking rocking mentally insane pill popping alcohol insane drug inspired theatrical and musical lives,

I'm just happy to be all along a fly on the wall on a ride with my friends as we go to make and listen to the show,

The rest of these maniacs all aboard a crazy train all screaming faster insane a dead end stop up ahead they cannot see and yet no where to go,

But they know where to go,
And they run like pimps and hoes,
Tools with tools until there is no where to go,
They act like they own the fucking show...

Senseless ego contrived,
Self made lies,
You silly sick gray haired childs,
Plural you make me sick times three!

Still...

I'm watching these lunatics these people fight and jockey for position that really is nowhere anybody ought to have a go at this show,

There is nothing to realize because at that top is a dead end but your all too fucking stupid too see that far ahead because you morons think so fucking slow,

so low,

Stupid assholes never look up long enough to appreciate the forever outstretched hands.

They cannot see.

Long  4 verse chorus:

Selling your souls you all are all just selling your souls, you're also living in your own feces souls just piles of piles on shit,

So you're all set in your souls you all selling your souls lay down and roll around and keep living in it,

Selling your souls you all have souls so pathetic and this nonsense game you play are all of you together you schmucks in a firey pit,

Selling your souls your all just selling your souls, go ahead keep popping more pills, so fucking mad I could spit.

Still you strive for a peak on top of a fresh pile so steaming, still rolling mentally ill in your psychological shit !!!

There is nothing to realize because at that top is a dead end but your all too fucking stupid too see that far ahead because you morons think so fucking slow,

So low,

Still I'm watching these lunatics,
these people fight and jockey for position that really is nowhere anybody ought to have a go at this show, the reward upon reaching the Pinnacle just more spit and more lip,

To serve someone higher with cash who can kiss my ass and will get a broken jaw or two perhaps with more lip and they better realize that ship has sailed and if they keep it up they are about to get ripped,

You all fukkinn' trippin' forgetting its simply a show...

The rest of these maniacs all aboard a crazy train all screaming faster insane a dead end stop up ahead they cannot see and yet no where to go,

I'm just happy to be all along a fly on the wall on a ride with my friends as we go to make and listen to the show,

You all are really the show,
Switching positions as we go,
Protagonist or antagonist ???,
Main character or supporting actor,
No where higher to rise now you fail,
You fuck with your own heads and that of your friends,
sad pathetic and running off far to many good people over and over and time and time again,
You have hurt so many of my friends.

They tell me about it time and time again and time and time again. You should fucking let that ring like an echo in your head because they tell me that time and time again.

But it's no surprise that somewhere in all this Brilliance there's that prick just like you and then you all have to think about this and then well...

realize you've never lived a life of poverty Hard Rock punk rock heavy metal motherfucking rocking mentally insane pill popping alcohol insane drug inspired theatrical and musical lives,

Unless you understand everything that's said here within and you know that this has not yet been the life for you but let me tell you my friend there's a place for us all where we fit in,

decisions.

If you think you find this all now shocking just sit in one meeting of these maniacs and you can hear it all at once...

Sex drugs and promises all such tools using such tools and some their penises and some their cunts...

Thieves and liars all conspiring together stabbing one another in the back for a position nobody wants...

Long  4 verse chorus:

Selling your souls you all are all just selling your souls, you're also living in your own feces souls just piles of shit,

So you're all set in your souls you all selling your souls lay down and roll around and keep living in it,

Selling your souls you all have souls so pathetic and this nonsense  game you play 'all are all together you shmucks in a fiery pit,

Selling your souls your all just selling your souls, go ahead keep popping more pills, so fucking mad I could spit.

So fukk off !!!