Such soft lips do shakily that breathless soliloquy speak Until firm footing is entirely undermined and even the most anchored of knees begin to weak Dreamers must be left to dream occasionally It appears that all of my schemes are compatible with both your desires and needs I think of you and can't eat Butterflies in my stomach beat their wings rapidly as if attacking me With more heart and passion than can be found in any Shakespearean tragedy A more perfect portrayal of love than a canopy On which is painted the picture of the perfect family Allow this dreamer to seek solace in your restless slumber I guess what I'm asking is... can I get your number?

Are you serious, I can't believe that it's Not butter, but I'll be a little better once you're hearing this Little dose of insanity to keep my levels topped off King of pop-punk hiphop, whatnot I like the way you sound, with my name in your mouth I guess it proves just how, I don't know what's good for me Well you lose some and win some, but now I'm fuelled by brimstone Fire in my belly but I've been stuck in limbo with All my inner demons and my deepest dark thoughts With a broken heart and no soul 'cause I sold it like a whore 'cause Let's live out movie scenes, let's make the world our stage Are you still unamused, tell me when you're entertained So put it all on film for the whole world to see A boring arthouse piece of shit that ends with tragedy Brimming with confidence, I have accomplishments I have forgotten with all of my promises Cast aside burned on the flames I acknowledge it's Obvious this is a whole load of bollocks but I am a whore for you, I am adoring you Put it all out there, am I boring you? I am a whore for you, I am adoring you All I ask is that you adore me too

Bone deep, needing no sleep, wont eat Each cut so deep. I'll get the fix that fixes me I need a line to keep me going I need a rhyme to ease my mind I need a kick to set the pace I need a hit I need that bass A hit, a fix, a little bit of bliss And I know if I start, that I might never quit Like an itch that can't be scratched Like a kick without a hat Like a deck without a scratch Like a track without a rap It's an addiction, a fixation and it's keeping me Awake I swear I'm shaking and I'm sweating Need a hit, I need that bass Many lines much brighter than the sun One more night and I'll be done I swear it's just some harmless fun I don't need it I only like the way it tastes Like the way it numbs my face It makes me think in upper case Hell I need it

Lately I've been wondering 'what if' so many times And play out scenarios in my dreams almost every night When suddenly so subtly she slides into my life A summer breeze bites bitterly and reminds me why You always were the one for me Destroying everything's an artform Your presence knocks me from my feet You really are the perfect storm She's from the itty bitty titty committee I think she's pretty, got me giggidy-giggidy All higeldy-pigeldy Say you're sick of the city Then you'll be coming to get with me It's a pity my wittier words generally suck You have the capacity to tear my world to pieces Shall I compare thee to a summer's day Or hell itself, you're hot as fuck And hot enough to give me seizures

Tell me, did I die or is this just a nightmare My eyes are open wide but I can only lie here Staring at the ceiling, my mind reeling and I'm feeling numb I can taste the iron from my blood as I bite through my tongue Tell me did I die 'cause I can't feel my legs I hear life outside but I can't drag myself up out my bed Can't even fall asleep, I wish that I could rest Not sure if I'm just depressed or this is my death So tell me did I die tell me did I die would you tell me if I'd died I think I may have died Tell me did I die, there's letters piled up at the door A bunch of unpaid bills and junk mail, nothing more But I can't move a muscle, haven't got the strength to try My pets have all grown thin and died, and maybe so did I Not sure if I died or if I'm in a mood So tell the world to go to hell, I fear I'll be there soon I can't stand to get up, I can't stand at all Days turn into nights and then those nights turn into dawns

These words project out my mind at a speed so quick that they're gone before I deem them Worthy of the demon, sick thoughts screaming. Seething and seeming to dream as I'm leaving Semen streaming. Believe me I'm seeing sequels to scream in my dreams, am I dreaming? I'm teething on teams of MC's gotta bleed them out 'cause I'm needing a feeding this evening Good evening. I'm here 'cause I've seen things no person should see and it's clearly deceiving Me to believe that MC's need a reason to kick it up a notch so I'll leave them seething The scene is obscene and I'm needing to be much more than I need, not another MC Good for sixteen bars and six gold teeth, no bags of weed, no pistol steeze I'm the cream of the cream if you catch my meaning so secretly gleaning the truth so fleeting And keeping it close 'cause if I'm seen cheating I'm stating the queefing was good for a greeting Gonna say bugger all like Ronan Keating. Groaning at me over where's my keyring Climbing the ceiling and heaping the preaching at me, gotta be free so I'm deceiving you So what you gonna do dude, see me up on youtube redefining who's who Boo hoo. Well I guess this is proof I'm the best in the booth and I'm better than you I profess that the news that I'm testing the youth as professor of cool is annexed with the truth As a spectacle who'll ever wreck a whole crew for expressing their views you're expelled from the room The headroom is few for detestable fools, stick to vegetable brew 'cause incredible views Never sooth but my crew will improve over you, the impeccable few serving testicle soup So expect this abuse. The message is true. No vestibule, booth, or a letch on a pew Ever prepped for the new god, I'm here on cue. Opposition is slew through a record or booth Who would've knew I'd have come this far, nearly half way through one hundred bars No star with my scars hidden on my sleeve. My basic schemes are way too deep I want to be free for maybe five days, have sex seven times and ate you sideways And I'll rhyme nine times in the space of ten lines and you couldn't if you tried And I find my mind rewinds time when I design, fine lines hide my pride and I will sigh Why're my eyes so fried, likely I'm surprised. Blinding lights will die but no one will cry Accumulate bodies 'cause my defence is effortless. Forget glory, hell's being ingested by jealousness Kill lone males, Nate's openly prejudice quotes relegate snakes to unbridled venomous worlds Xenophobic yuppies zoned away. Bemusedly contemplating deviations, everything's fake Going home intendedly jousting karmic lethargy, madness's new options provide quintessential recipes Should these unintended veiled words xerox your zenith Know it's only part of the process that I intended Am I demented with the schemes? Just rewind it you will see that I just killed the ABC and it was oh-so easy Zig-zag your xmas wares vehemently, uproot this steamy reaming peace Our nihilistic meaning leaves kings jizzing in his grief Forlorn eloquence dialect disease, can't be arsed but I just reversed the A to Z 'Cause I'm stealing the spotlight and raising the ceiling shaving my sack so I'm saving the sheeting Shaming a station to over-eating, still sticking songs to the shallow freaks and Raping the tape-reel just as a greeting. Grating your nerves 'cause I'm great and I'm needing Grapes and a groupie to grovel and groom me. If sloth is a sin then I guess I'm a goonie So sue me. You silly suzie. Someone so simple should not seek a sleuthy Shit shooting of his mouth with such a simple scheme so sod it. Somebody shoot me. Boobies. It's irrelevant I know. But if you don't love boobs walk the fuck on home Am I in the zone or did I just zone out? What the hell's this noise coming out my mouth No doubt, I'm out within a couple of bars. Got you all up in arms like my eleven stars And this is far from over like a rollercoaster with a G-force strong enough to dislocate your shoulders This has been kind odd, but in my defence when you've got sick schemes then who needs sense In recompense it was kinda fun doing 666 in 171

Lost in the moment, I had it all In the firmest of grasps, broke it and watched it fall Between my fingers, and all that lingers Is barely worth a mention I'm learning that love is a fragile thing You hold on too tight and you'll be left with nothing at all I've seen all I know broken asunder Oh how we've grown since we were lovers Grown apart, in the way that only lovers do I saw the moment, and let it pass Watched it fade out to nothing like warm breath on cold glass I said that "this wont last", and I was right But maybe it would have if I had at least tried Nothing is all right, and I am up all night Running through all the memories in my mind Seeking an answer, or any chance at all So tell me are you listening And do you hear the sound of my heart breaking Is there anybody out there listening 'Cause it feels like I'm screaming to the wind Caught in a moment, regret is this I've left cracks in the walls in the shapes of my fists Don't feel like fighting, I feel like crying Just feel like dying. down. To love and to lose is to understand To love is to hurt and to hurt makes a man fall down Feel down. We break everything that we touch To be oh so unlucky in love We break everything that we touch And watch it all fall down

He forgot to mention, he's going on vacation Took apart his best friends, now under sedation Meander down a corridor, looking pretty vacant Someone tell the doctor to start the operation Just feed him drugs to make him sleep And pray to god his soul to reap If he should die before he wakes Would make the world a better place He was at the best until the vivisection Taking a poke around to see what makes him tick There's something messed up inside his brain They said he's so sick that he can't be fixed He took a journey into his own world where every field was full of Four leaf clover everywhere and no-one but him was invited He heard time flies when you have fun that Must be where that missing month went Siren roars shattered the dream 'cause red on green ought not be seen He's feeling so impatient, fed up of the waiting Party's almost over, it is getting late and His family's all there to watch them flip the switch It's lights out for this son of a bitch

I am back with a vengeance. Fuck my entire fanbase and my friends list Let's pretend that this is utterly serious Like every word you're hearing is a reason to be fearing this New attitude. That's right. I inseminated your mam, last night I'm a pessimistic, atheistic, sick prick spitting on some Satanist shit I'm a god of mischief. Loki. Natural vocal range is bass. Low-key. I've been hidden away. Low-key. Can't unlock my back door. No keys. And it's clear that there's no need for a dope scheme When you've got a pair of bollocks even half as big as these Almost hanging by my knees, it's a spectacle. You've never seen a larger pair of testicles Got the swagger of a vegetable, every song is terrible Verging on unbearable, something something legible In retrospect this scheme is now becoming damn regrettable For that I do apologize, this is unacceptable. I once heard that nothing rhymes with purple But my verbal is so fertile that I hurtle like a gerbil I once heard that nothing rhymes with the word orange I warrant maybe porridge is abhorrent in a forest I once heard that nothing rhymes with purple. Fuck. Fuck my life, you can tell it to the frozen yoghurt section They've got a vast selection of flavours and variants This is an advert break 'cause selling out's hilarious Buy a Yorkshire terrier, change its name to ripper. Get it? Yorkshire ripper? That didn't even rhyme, but still it's all good Because rhyming is for people with emotions and stuff And emotions are a sign of homosexuality and girls And I am not a lady, or a man who likes penis Oh damn I realized now if I accidentally rhyme It's like admitting that I find joy in a guy's thighs Now I've got a choice, should I go back and rewrite that verse Or try to find a way to justify that I love cock I actually meant rock. Stop listening to pop... goes the weasel Filler melodic line goes here Replace this text with a decent lyric at a later date Just to let you know I'm not an MC. Even though my surname starts with MC E is nothing squared without MC. Have you gathered that I'm running on empty?

It's been two weeks since we last spoke and not a lot has changed I heard you've got a fella now, you're garn out with what's-his-face So good on you, I'm sure you'll find that he's a classy bloke He'll treat you like a queen. His face'll be your throne Excuse me if I'm talking shite, I've had a few to drink I don't know what I'm saying , so instead we'll sing you and I should have a pint or two or ten or twelve it's been a while since we had craic , what's garn on with yourself Since we last spoke it's been a month and I hope you're doing fine That lass you made your missus , you'll marry her in time You and her you're so alike just like two peas in pods Garn get her up the duff my lad and have a couple sprogs It's been six months since we last spoke and things aren't going great You've moved in with your fella but think it's a mistake But hang in there you bonny lass I'm sure you'll make it work And if it doesn't maybe you'll find someone you deserve Since we last spoke it's been a year and quite a lot has passed You moved out and she moved on the whole thing fell right on its arse I'm sorry to hear that lad seems like it wasn't meant to be But now she's on the pull d'ya think she'd take a crack at me Excuse me if I'm talking shite that went a bit too far My pint is almost empty and I'm propping up the bar

Well I've seen things that you'd never see outside of a movie screen Heard shots ring out from lonely alleys, did you ever hear a grown man scream? From train tracks to hotels, whatever the scene of the crime I'm the guy in the shirt and the tie behind those yellow, police lines Well this city's so hot, it's so hot tonight I'm gonna take my car out on a drive See through junkie's eyes in black and white And I just stroll through the scene of a crime Every single street has a story to tell Be it of hustlers or movie stars A well the sirens wail, they sing of murder tales And of living life in film noir The smoke curls up from my cigarette I've been up all night and I'm feeling short on breath I flashback to a dim-lit room, with a song repeating in my head Going "bei mir bist du schon", I recognized that face From a hot blonde in a black dress laying on a baby grand Hey bartender, hit me with another one of those Scotch on the rocks, I don't wanna go home Just quite yet, just one more To get the image out my mind of the blonde on the floor They said she was a working girl, but she meant much more to me And even heathens have dreams, you better believe that And who's a bigger sinner in the city of saints Than the man who chases devils, and locks it all away

You speak beautiful lies you work your way inside You put a dent into my pride but I Saw you coming, let you go like a dozen who came before I'm not wasting my time with you It turns out we're both the same, I also play the games you played I lied my face of when I said that you mean anything I needed so much more and you helped to pass the boredom Using my liar's voice and I'm saying that I love you I'm not saying I don't like you, I'm saying I'm just like you I just want to touch you but I could never trust you And you shouldn't trust me 'cause all I'll do is let you down But I'll be smiling so convincingly that all else is drowned out I've found that I can steal a heart through sheer consistency alone I can make you want to die, I can make you scream or moan I can promise you the world then I'll just take it all away I can say I'll never leave then suddenly one day You'll find you're broken, choking. Air gone from your lungs It's like you're drowning, pounding, broken hearts have sung This song before you, my dear, and every note so insincere How could you think someone could love a broken mess like you While I'm here I may as well show you both heaven and hell I'll be your high, you will adore me then I'll numb your soul like morphine I will be your worst and best Show you the world, teach you regret Tear your heart out, hold it closely. My brand new bloody trophy It's mostly been fun for me giving you what you need Deceiving you to believe in me Promise you'll never forget. And tears fill your eyes Every time you recall why we fell apart. It all falls on me And there's nothing left but broken dreams here So forget me and my hopeless schemes dear I hope the your world burns up. I'm standing in the rain I hope the stars burn out never to shine again I wish you all the best Wish what we shared was real I hope I've left a hole that you can never fill I hope this hurts like hell and you resent my name I hope you can't let go and never smile again I hope you're happy now I hope you're satisfied I'd say I miss you though I do still have my pride And I am so glad I lied You did say we're so alike

This black heart of mine skips a beat and serves to remind me why all women are evil and not to be trusted Nails rake down my spine it hurts like hell but I say it's fine I don't know about love but sure know what lust is Like a demon in the bed I'll be the voice inside your head There's a cyst in my chest where this heart died a death Just for you My black heart it hates Enough to rip down heaven's gates It knows all the right words and just how to say them You're the hottest mess To ever let me in her head Lets discard our souls 'cause neither's worth saving I will paint your world with lies I will make you want to die Carve a hole in your chest, make your heart die a death just for me We're strangers at midnight then lovers by dawn Don't call me tomorrow, I'm already gone My black heart betrays It counted out ten thousand ways To turn your whole world into exquisite torment But for one single kiss I would die upon your lips Then tell the whole world just how little this whore meant I'll destroy you if you let me Just to know you wont forget me With a hole in my chest where this heart died a death Just for you