CURTA - SUICIDE ARTIFACTS lyrics

I have slept on a featherbed mattress and this saw dust rolls right off us X dreams robust socking windmills into dust like fighting with allusions behooves us pulling raincoats from my a** is the norm a magician on a mission unequipped for the storm I can't hate on the chains you adorn I have been known to frequently eat GMO corn and I feel guilty even though I'm guilty pork lards tasty when it's filthy I rap tight but without a voice that's silky a fringe rap freak playing internet hide and seek like peace exiled underground teachers pet weigh 160 when I'm soaking wet my realities a shadow or a silhouette of a hand puppet playing destiny chef but I don't understand the semaphore yet graph my arts half life in the stats on a website allude to plato just to seem bright pretend I know what he meant by the shadows flickering on walls in cavelight and ask myself forever and ever and ever is that right like is that right I should kick this writing go outside and start hiking or just get lost in the beatmakers level headed disengagement of a fresh hot just today rearrangement say suppose I tried to say sh** hey would you put me on your playlist or treat me like a wet discarded old folded over hershey kiss treat me like a b**h rap game Jesse Pinkman my lab coat smells like another man's dreams again