D.Joseph

I didn't move to the city
the city moved to me

Add Add Addict

Every fucking night
in the laptop light
fucking around
lookin’ to top
yeah I got a boyfriend
but I can’t stop
addicted to the attention
I pay attention
to my habits
quit the habit?
not till
sister act three
whoopeEE

I’m an addict to the automatic
I’m addicted to the panic
I focus on the static
I am my own fanatic
I’m an addict to the panic
I’m addicted to the manic
I focus on the automatic
shit
I just want ya on my dick

Middle of a three peat
mother fuckin’ barron
I’m on a little break
yeah, its my ‘94
doin’ things I never did before
lookin’ at dudes on all fours
this is my porn
my thorn
my scorn
my throne
my horn
it grows
in the glow
lap top
top lap
lap cum
cum again
body doesn’t lie
come again?

I’m not a creator
more of a destroyer
white devil with a brown soul
Jericho before the walls
painted up like high school graffiti
on high school walls
full of holes like a truck stop stall
crusin’ the bathroom at the mall
yeah it’s on the list to do
after I wait for the cell glow

need more wireless communication
getting’ soft with anticipation
and my friends say I think too much
and I say I don’t think enough
the more reps the more steps
down the road, I’m Bradley Cooper
in movies I never saw
taking steps in shoes I never wore
walkin’ roads that never were laid
this stopped bein’ about getting’ laid
but now that I don’t got that carrot
I don’t know whats goin’ on
but I’ll roll up my sleeves
with some urban farmboy realness
I’m feelin’ useless
Unless I got those hungry eyes
the hungry whys
the thirsty mys
those drippin wet hairy thighs
Juliet, 14 year old sighs
coming down off that fabricated high

POSTED Sep 18 2011 @ 21:40