Reflection

I used to give a fuck
A long time ago, days were filled with juice
TV and Oreos
If you saw me then
You could never see who I am
I'm a hundred years of torture with a bullet in this hand
You can see me now
Cause there ain't nothing else left
My brain is a disaster zone
Panic in my breath
Give me shelter now
I really need my rest
I used to give a fuck
A long time ago, days were filled with juice
TV and Oreos
If you saw me then
You could never see who I am
I'm a hundred years of torture with a bullet in this hand
You can see me now
Cause there ain't nothing else left
My brain is a disaster zone
Panic in my breath
Give me shelter now
I really need my rest

There ain't nobody flier than me
I say a couple words and you can hear the birds sink in the trees
The fetus in the earth glistens and breathes
Until he listens to greed with age
He whistles and bleeds
I would shake your hand but my fingers are peeking into the dust
Crumbled paper bags skinning the gust
But who could leave?
Society is digits and pus
We're living to us before we're crippled pictures of us
It's sickening, God
Dreams of dogs biting the dove
I forget the last time that I was living in love
I spend my nights drinking it down and living it up
And by the morning feel the sickness of a blistering cup
Wondering if I been feeling it up
Hitting the ground like a thousand
Pounds lifted but we stitching it up
Until the next time I'm feeling limited with the bust
And hit the pillow like a bus
Til the bars crush
For a minute I forget that I was sucking the gun
It's no fuss
But some of the time it's all fuss
There was a time when I felt
The utter presence of hell
Tugging at my coat of arms with the sensitive smell of smoke
Many a croak where I should have failed
Falling in the well of fire
Walking the desert of many marksmen
But I couldn't find my canteen
Like Carmen cause karma is my last girlfriend

You can see me now
Cause there ain't nothing else left
My brain is a disaster zone
Panic in my breath
If you saw me then
You could never see who I am
I'm a hundred years of torture with a bullet in this hand

I'm supposed to tell you that I get laid every day and stay undefeated
Since I was a fetus working minimum wages
That mindframe has got these players rhyming in cages
Living half-life radiation stuck to the pages
I make records
But I want nothing to do with history
The only time I'm feeling fine is in my inner sleep
The only time I'm seeing shine is in the reflection
So I throw stones at 'em
I throw stones
I throw stones at 'em
I throw stones