Be Upon a Dream

Repugnance lies upon me
Give it a rest, they say to me
And what scares me, is to just be free
So, will I continue to run away?

Fear everything
And fear nothing
Perhaps, then, I will have a chance so enslaved, and beating
Or, just tell me your heart is healed, with the feeling so loving

I'm just as old as the dream
... So fiend upon me
And let me sail upon the stress so deep
Let's relax, chillax, and just be upon a (our) dream

Blend Mother, Blend

Get out of the shadows
... Lurk out of the grass
Fuck all of you who came to overshadow
Lack luster at best, and at last

Thus, ride around town
Placing your nose up in the air
And so, eradicate the frightening frown
I wish you came to act as simply as if you care

Torture my soul here and again
I know I will love you, here until the end
So just embrace you, and let me be your friend
Let's just make it, and merely blend

Fat Ass

The light of the day
Still shines upon us
I declare a traverse far, far away
Don't want to contribute to your perpetual stress

Hey you, fat ass in a dress
Why must you languish and stay?
Causing so much havoc and distress
With the feelings so tattered and astray

Buy me some great escape
Come down and encapsulate the moon
Mold me in order to reshape
Wishing for the end to come too soon

Thank You

Truth is difficult to come by
But, I must say thank you
And I know how you must comply
While all of the other folks look and eschew

Miss the friendship
Miss the sense of just being
Almost glimpsing at the remnants of a kinship
While everyone else seems to underestimate feelings that are fleeting

Thank you!
No one has ever done what you do
Thus, escort me to...
With you I have my ruby shoe

Cankle

This man seems to know me
...Douche canal
I want to ream you out, you see
Just to imitate the juxtaposition of those whom are banal

Propensity to be verbose, to the max
And thus cut a hole in my ankle
So send me a warning through the fax
Left bloated like an elephantiasis' cankle

Superficial
Superfluous like a goiter to the neck
Became a lamb of the sacrificial
So I retort, "What the heck"

Ghost Town

Now we must try and explain
The obstacles that reside in the way
I never meant to cause this strain or pain
....as it all unravels like a sweater's fray

Dig myself deeper
Lower, lower, down, and down
I must step outside to take a breath
Just to escape my head that's a ghost town

Muster up
Suck reality up
Pucker up
Never been prepared for this close up