Hey, it’s okay To like what you like, And do who you wanna. As long as when it comes to blows, You’re ready for the slaughter. If for those curiosities, you’ll have an answer tomorrow. As long as when the shade falls, You do what you oughta.
There are answers Owed to me From beyond The sprawling tree of time. So I am standing here at the bottom, Shaking it, and kicking it And screaming at the ones Who came before me, Who knew the twists and tangles Of this giant, And knew when this tree’s branches Were low enough to climb… […]
From the apple of your eye, To the soles of your feet… Back up to your belly, No, I cannot believe… Deserving to be served, And I am at worship, Believe me when I whisper “I’ll eat you alive”… Ready, and so willing To bring you to the limit, I’m prepared to give it All, […]
If “on your own” is what you wanna be, Don’t say I didn’t care. If “your own thing” is what you wanna do, Just set yourself free. Guess all you wanted was a piece of me… But that’s not what I want to be.
I grew up in a Melting Pot And it was hard, as it was hot. I grew up in a sinking spot, With brothels and fossils In my own backyard. I watched a legacy of segregation Transform into a beautiful Micro-Nation, Where children like me Could flourish as the seeds Of love, and racial miscegenation. […]
Are you afraid That I might tell Your little secret? Knowing that I have nothing to lose, And that the right thing to do is to tell the truth… You must live in fear Of my tongue… And his ear…
The more they come, The less I feel. The deeper the cut, The faster I heal. The closer I’m getting, I can be like the wind… I’m becoming like nothing, But every last thing.