Flow and Sell
Words flow as unfettered as the wind
Where to begin?
Potential blown, pretend it's on the mend.
A mind is bent
A weak-willed warrior can't reveal his sins
Go on down to the pits to relax a little bit
Feast with the denizens of Hell
Plenty of food and a high chance of tales
Empty words, empty thoughts bind us
Takes us to the civilization where all is planned and guided
Combine for the random, take a spark of the sublime
Did you feel your way through the shadows like I did?
What have you decided?
Finding that time is precious but one-sided
Love the world but hate all the fine dining
A people doing the best they can
A beautiful cancer that may never end
Boo waa rue tat too, blue skadoo
A magical muscle makes the music,
it goes like 'Mom's spaghetti,
behind the curtain lies a pawn, getting the band-aids ready
But he keeps on forgetting that the world isn't fair
Just there to support another low-key king in his affordable high-chair