Television of ABCs on HD Signaling
Y??? to the O (Ohhhh)
C(see?)O-K---E
to the P-O-(down to the)T to the (scribble schkkettle scribble)
H-E-A-D on H-D
Do U C TV
in this spelling signaling, where it's heading
Visions of being knocked out in the Tele
I think I'm going to need someone to X-RAY me
and where does this all lead ....from now
Some cloud, some doubt, but somehow
Some route , the nile draining
in it's way jumping in, will you be drowning or falling,
failing? crawlng?
Fronting? Following? Fizzling? Frolicking?
Wrapped up in a cereal (serial?) box like you're a frosted flake
Frail from some fray? Afraid?
I waved.
Did I need this remote control to vibrate
for you to notice me?
I'm in the LS,Driving,
Writing, rhyming, Light and Smoke Parallel Lining, Rewinding,
Collaboration in combining an alignment
'bout everything from nothing right now in a freestyle,
and it's so hot these lights just fused out,
one blinked at me again,
I'm wondering where does it all end?
Oh I just winked, you blinked out on me for a second there, are we here? clear? do you think your fear's of the fairest complexion?
Yeah, fuck it, what ever,
double U /(slash) E
Duality, and acid rain?
Through the plain (playing) fields
Yielded to a reel in a sum of a familiar feeling I've got,
That I forgot, when I dropped it, but fuck it, I think I'm picking up on something here....
Ahh, and if for that second I could've manifested that I'd once thought it
in a dream
I had where I flat-lined in bed, I might've woke up from the coma that's combed my reality. Brushing smeared paint in front of my eyelids.
A black cape with a hood echoing as it's walking in the empty hallway,
and I can hear the steps perfectly inevitably drawing
close up on me with every
passing minute, and in a long enough timeline,
I'm going to be delighted to see
who's under's face, when I sign on out that date
on the paper, write my name in signature with style and half hoping the stroke of my pen tears the sheet,
when they tell me
to write on the dotted line, check off,
and check it out before I check out of there, wherever whoever. blah blah, Are you clever enough for nothing in particular?
yadda yadda scribble scribble (&()(*^&*%^*%&*&*(^*&^
Pssssst.
BzzzZzzZzZZZZZz(yawn)... sign right next to the X where you left it between the Y's axis
I'm epxanding upon soldier code cracking, just chilling, relaxing, and I'm thinking perfect practice'll make something happen, cause if I could graph out on a map down to precise mathematics, I'm betting you ain't thinkin' you can handle the way these drawing angles are making a tangling of things,
Your indecisiveness'll be split in dimensions of twofold personalities with exaggerrated dramatics that seem to run in your blood
and I'm hexing to break open the flood gates, and waiting for these tidal waves to swallow cities whole like the end of a nation in war of the worlds.
C(see?)O-K---E
to the P-O-(down to the)T to the (scribble schkkettle scribble)
H-E-A-D on H-D
Do U C TV
in this spelling signaling, where it's heading
Visions of being knocked out in the Tele
I think I'm going to need someone to X-RAY me
and where does this all lead ....from now
Some cloud, some doubt, but somehow
Some route , the nile draining
in it's way jumping in, will you be drowning or falling,
failing? crawlng?
Fronting? Following? Fizzling? Frolicking?
Wrapped up in a cereal (serial?) box like you're a frosted flake
Frail from some fray? Afraid?
I waved.
Did I need this remote control to vibrate
for you to notice me?
I'm in the LS,Driving,
Writing, rhyming, Light and Smoke Parallel Lining, Rewinding,
Collaboration in combining an alignment
'bout everything from nothing right now in a freestyle,
and it's so hot these lights just fused out,
one blinked at me again,
I'm wondering where does it all end?
Oh I just winked, you blinked out on me for a second there, are we here? clear? do you think your fear's of the fairest complexion?
Yeah, fuck it, what ever,
double U /(slash) E
Duality, and acid rain?
Through the plain (playing) fields
Yielded to a reel in a sum of a familiar feeling I've got,
That I forgot, when I dropped it, but fuck it, I think I'm picking up on something here....
Ahh, and if for that second I could've manifested that I'd once thought it
in a dream
I had where I flat-lined in bed, I might've woke up from the coma that's combed my reality. Brushing smeared paint in front of my eyelids.
A black cape with a hood echoing as it's walking in the empty hallway,
and I can hear the steps perfectly inevitably drawing
close up on me with every
passing minute, and in a long enough timeline,
I'm going to be delighted to see
who's under's face, when I sign on out that date
on the paper, write my name in signature with style and half hoping the stroke of my pen tears the sheet,
when they tell me
to write on the dotted line, check off,
and check it out before I check out of there, wherever whoever. blah blah, Are you clever enough for nothing in particular?
yadda yadda scribble scribble (&()(*^&*%^*%&*&*(^*&^
Pssssst.
BzzzZzzZzZZZZZz(yawn)... sign right next to the X where you left it between the Y's axis
I'm epxanding upon soldier code cracking, just chilling, relaxing, and I'm thinking perfect practice'll make something happen, cause if I could graph out on a map down to precise mathematics, I'm betting you ain't thinkin' you can handle the way these drawing angles are making a tangling of things,
Your indecisiveness'll be split in dimensions of twofold personalities with exaggerrated dramatics that seem to run in your blood
and I'm hexing to break open the flood gates, and waiting for these tidal waves to swallow cities whole like the end of a nation in war of the worlds.
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