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Cake or Death
Jam Baxter
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Ed Scissor
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The day begins
Rather a rainbow in her hair
To fight away the night
Again nothing has changed
I spent a night at my house sitting around
Working on some rhyme schemes whittling them down
Turn that faff into champion faff until the bars began to stack
Man I'm glad that I'd written them down
Bell Jammerfy he was out and about
In a sea of ravers with a bag of tabs handing them out
We agreed to link later give me a shout
I was done with the barrings fed to the hounds
Sitting dormant on this vacuous cloud not making a sound
Rocking back and forth blazing a brown and laughing out loud
At every single grim decision ever that
My brain had even dared to surmount
Stuck some music on ridiculous loud
'Til the hatches blew asunder I had to batten them down
Bored as fuck like smacking a pouch worse than a smack in the mouth
Scissor drowning in these offshore accounts
The day begins
Rather a rainbow in her hair
To fight away the night
Again nothing has changed
Yeah nothing nothing fresh call of morning suckers
Rip the pavement into pieces and absorb it gutters
Little rats snorting uppers twisted tenders tongues of flame
I entered with a stack of tabs to reinflate their shrunken brains
Steaming spittle smoulders on a molten shore
A thousand heads spin inside a buckling revolving door
Waves engulf the shore, blurring bonnet screech around the corners
I was moulded for, hold your cold and swollen jaw
Shit, these chicks seem possessed
Orange face gash, fake Chanel smell and freakish legs
Flee the nest, witches all racking beaks twilling drinks
Grab a seat please excuse the chunks up in my kitchen sink
Their minds were microwavable, I heard the ping a mile away
But slow roasted eyes are in style today
While away the hours on the fire escape grappling stars
11:11Am rolling back to the yard
I took a look at my watch
It said 11:11am
Must have spent all night fucked up playing with pens
Found myself flayed out face down staring at a grey cloud
Weather the weather he sends
Knee deep in the sludge playing in pens
Cable car swaying on the surface of the dust ridden pages he spent
Studying to fight away the night again
Clock the failed attempts
World domination waits like the rent
In the stench of this storm cloud wolves
Grow wolves howl savour the scent
These never ending pavements extend
Man I haven't left my house all weekend
Saddle back the crackles of a spinning disc
Link the bars together taper the ends
Package them up first take tape them with friends
This strange paradise savour the scent
Now let the labour commence
The day begins
Rather a rainbow in her hair
To fight away the night
Again nothing has changed
It's like dusty dreams dusty room
Lovely scene lovely view
One for me one for you
Monkey see monkey do
Their skin shone a dark shade of ugly blue
I still stand the brink between the boujee and the crusty crew
'Cause I've been rolling gruesome in a superhuman stupor screwing
I couldn't give a fuck about what you were doing
The bazooka blew him forward to a future ruin
Laser specs covered in that neon green human sewage
Super fluid pumping out the pores of poorly trained rats
That couldn't tell a trap from an escape hatch
Mid-morning plane crash
A semi-awkward fuck up four elevenses in heaven
Suppers shovelled into stubborn jaws crunching
Rouse rabbles unravel out
The night air regenerates the generations backing out
Sat down waiting for this night bus at manor house
Last tab stuck to the roof of my bedraggled mouth
You're a true man
Hello
Yo, what you saying?
Nothing, pretty much nothing man
What were you saying?
Nothing, alright, cool
In a bit
In a bit
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