sometimes things get topsy Turvey,
waiting on someone to serve me
a curvy stuffed toy Kirby,
so I can have a tight cuddle,
fit right into the snuggle,
wrap me up in a bundle
of sticks, blankets, leaves and trinkets,
yo drink this,
and feel all sorts superstitious,
suspicious of your mrs or misters,
listeners tuned in to one frequency
that resembles dishonesty,
try amend mistakes with dense discography
and you thought you could never bother me?
well that's astonishing,
you see these trophies I'm polishing,
this is acceptance I'm honouring,
no defence mechanism requiring countless hours of labouring,
just tight lipped bubbleheads neighbouring,
my ever aging skin,
real time wrinkling during the off days I'm stinkin ,
more off than on, scoffed through porn,
holding my soft corn cob,
mama might just know I'm a born slob,
mama does know I've ignored god,
mama didn't know I'm an engorged blob,
spraying away potential opportunities,
but understand if it feels right I'll sacrifice my immunity,
only I get me,
occasionally I don't get me,
but mostly only I get me,
so let me be what I'll be,
Sunday morning all seedy,
burning tracks to cds,
don't you see?
it's easy for me to be me,
hold on tight to the clothes straight out of the dryer,
conceal bare skin by igniting a marijuana fire,
if all goes wrong,
clutch a little tighter,
if all goes wrong,
call a fire fighter,
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Brain Rapp’s recent album deals with the ups and downs of real life: health scares, bad breakups and newfound love. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 10, 2017