Braden's Poetry

There's my missy, tied to her bed
Fucking a hippy and giving my bro head
My dog ate all my acid and can't quit laughin
It's pissing me off
It's getting in my way

There's a line outside of a shrine
Where a man buys and sells the souls that dwell
I once had a cell - they once rose and fell
In mideast peace negotiations a menace of these falling nations
It's pissing me off
It's getting in my way

In my way, in my way
What can get in the way this time?
Is it worth losing another piece of my mind?

My soul doesn't blend easy in an unidentifiable society
There's a sickness in my mind and I think it's about time
I might just find a reason, it might just be the season
Can anyone else see it - the real me - I can be it
And it pisses me off
And it gets in my way

I hear this music dripping from the stiltmen tripping
A new sound explodes throughout the old moral codes
A new horizon - I had my eyes set on
Many men were sacrificed to cover its price
But it was just in my way
It just pissed me off
And got in my way

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