Yellow Brick Road

          Alter me till I speak not hungry widows peak, watch how you speak, I need to be the cause of your demise, plaintiff let the widow leak. follow, don’t need to be lost with no path, watching you speak sort of made me want to sleep. indeed the lights make you a fools date don’t you remember? as per one ounce, let go, climb then watch the world say you peeked, most go at it so alone and yes I’m too much, two snaps now watch me on repeat

Wore the lawyer and you said, too little and too late thought you grew tired of hearing too then say you watched and I persecuted as I played victim, and then you turned around and admired the liar, on repeat pain is to swallow. talk to me from above, how little it is, you really fell off, go on sit in the chair you’re so disdained, you hound hole I lay what little is left, the bottles run dry oh, and lover, the high that I’d repeat... go to mass. and then go on to eat with the reaper, dope rhymes and heaven’s rum dry Rhymes and Dimes. No witty hey, too many seek to dive that they can’t fly. mad that you stole,  just like your last demand.

Window seals lock in the last sound of angels that one is allowed to feel, eat a meal and call it saint, you need to heal, find the yellow brick road, might take you for a spin once your latch is seen, perhaps it went with time or perhaps we'll just have to stick it mishap, pray to god you end up a miss, h o p, the slime road ends and toads are all your eyes will see, feel the mud and let those pores inject, no witty, mad like iggy, doesn't that just make me 'mad witty.

Mad I brought hell to the doorstep.