Mute

Another day, another nightmare turn the A/C up to bloom

Into a thorn bush flooded day-dream or a devil knowledge tomb

One large coffee and a water Lipitor to calm my heart

Desensitize my pallet, all I drink is burning hot

As we turn on this computer, it's the death that gives us life

"Please log-in, k-kamen-law," K came and saw the lack of sight

We lay the floor, they laid the ceiling, squealing silently but proud

Caged behind a desk, "Telred B-X," my phone - my sound

The sound the sound, the sound, the sound...

THIS IS THE LIFE THAT I HAVE FOUND:

Like the mug on my desk that sat for weeks saying "thanks" without a frown

Like the tea bag that's molding and holding my will to remain a hidden slob

Or the porn sites I jot on my calendar mat that make my dick get hard

But I thank instant message - at least I'm obsessed with a way to rot my brain

And the fat loss agenda that has me surrendering taste for all my pain

And the gift from my mom's friend her husband's a lawyer who promised me a spot

And instead he sent me a metal pen, so I can stab myself through the knot in my temple resembling thirst, and the rot that's unsettled and ready to burst, and I'm watching the kettle and calling him black, and the thirst is the worst burning curse I can have, and the curse is a blood clot I sucked on and spat, now it's swollen and envy is wearing it's hat here to knap, clear the trap, sear the sap on the cracks, steer your laugh into traffic and laugh then at that crash your passion and stash your intention in back and then smash with a hatchet my head and then strap that to earth it's the birth of a classic, unimaginable, irrational, magical, casting call pass the full bottle of Kettle to settle my head, don't be bashful, I passed you - stop holding me back! Motherfuck, motherfuck, motherfuck, MOTHERFUCK IT!

I'm fucking depressed and in pain and I love it!

I've fucking regressed in a way and I love it!

I'm fucking a mess and insane and I love it!

I'm fucking repressed and retained and I love it!

I'm fucking distressed and misplaced and I love it!

I'm real fucking stressed and untamed and I love it!

I've been fucking drenched in a stain and I love it!

I've been fucking blessed with my name and I love it!

A life of resentment remains and I love it!

I live in a sentence, I'm vain and I love it!

I fuck with a vengence and hate cause I love it!

I'll have no regret for the fame that I covet!

This is a repentance for shame and I love it!

My heart now invests in a grave and I love it!

This is evanescent, I'll soon be above it So fuck it

I'm mute deaf and proud, and absent of thought.

If I can't be thrown off, I cannot be caught.

So my silence is heard through the shirt and the suit

I'm dying to live - I am strength

- I am mute.