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Eraser Royale
Someone followed my
lead, has me acting like a mirror cop
Some places you see
salvation with a clear shot; here’s not
There ain’t no
justice until someone makes the beer stop
Hear a gear pop;
show you what we think of your teardrops
At the Pogo Show
blowing holes of smoke
Bouncing to and fro
like dyslexic goals
Cameraman says go
but I got no jokes
So they all went to
heaven in a little row boat
So I escaped on a
renegade treble clef and
Painted my body to a
wall with scaryist method
Said painted their
art with blood, still get no credit
Cause I died way
back there in fifty seven.
I call ‘em all
milks and then I killed ‘em all down
Open doors let my
essence spill all over the town
Now this place is
poorly translated deathwish
Just a little quick
switch when the chips are down
Count my wrecking
crew like one, like two
Disappear like poof
into avian flu
Now I know my
imagination just ain’t that cool
Sickos left me here
to clean the room
And “room” I
used just in figured rhyme
4 walls en masse all
around my life
And I got no wife
but now I got this knife
And I always
wondered what being a rockstar’s like.
They had to hear her
story just to leave her there
All that milky blood
in her beat up hair
All the children
died and the clock just stared
They watched whole
mess burn in a leather chair
They didn’t take
my mind but they took my game
You know I got no
life but I got this name
I’m this faceless
guy and it’s just the same
They’ll kill my
world and I’ll take the blame
I didn’t do this
mess but I live here so
I fear the mercury
in their meter hole
I’m a folded meal
; I’m a peeled goat
I unleashed unclean
upon the world