CRANIUM

Bones twist and contort to form the bars
as my skins pulls tight to seal the cage,

leaving me shrouded
thoughts all crowded,
a Chaos greater than SARS

so I stare through the haze
and try to make way from this cage of rage,
but catch my gaze glaze into a fiery blaze
sealing this cluttered maze

just as standard
leaving me stranded,

Living as a ghost
Like lovers waiting on lost post,

until the fuel has depleted,
bad memories deleted

I pray you didn’t see this
but turn from my kiss
making me miss

my heart years as I wrap you tight,
waiting until your all out of fight,
to whisper in your ear,
I love you **** Baby
Don’t worry, It’s me here,

Forgive me.

Hopefully something you can all relate too in someway.

UP!, or OUT!

Your riding first classs, We’re riding in coach,
Your the one percent, We’re the majority.
here to tell you, we got a big fucking problem with your authority.

living like harry underneath the stairs, whilst you walk over our atmosphere
it’s impossible not to feel deluded and confined,
under-educated and over guided, over worked and under payed.
tired of being abused as a slave,, living on the spade.
only to be segregated and discriminated. whilst you play victim for the ‘posistion your in’.
Well fuck you!

I’m Buzz-Light-Year Baby
I’m Falling with Style
Screaming let the good times roll!
I’m gonna tattoo my eyeballs and get in your face,
I’m gonna shave my head and turn up the bass
Your Wifes going to want me and your Daughters going to fuck me.
I’m a licensed mother fucking bad ass and I’ll take what i want.
These guys are with me and we’re going up… or out!