I Fell - Doseone

Keep trying

To dig the sun it’s grave

While I grow

The goals of a slave

These machines and simpler pimps don’t need you

Won’t haunt you

And just might eat you

Like any girl, shrink, shark, art, dark, heart, marked start will do.

To you, and whom… ever you choose…

I wanna fall, till I forget on a field of blooming knives

And I de-scar, and fall till I forget what baseball cards are…

Who is your inspiration, a girl or just another god

Some dead philosopher you don’t got

What you got?

You got a she you can K-E-E-P…

No… but I am believed…

Keep trying to dig the sun its grave

With a shovel or substance

To light up the coal that you love with

Or do I only describe my own numbness…

Keep trying to dig the sun its grave

With your ice

Your ice all over me

And This chest full of ice

Is so not tight