Chaotik Element's blog: "Untitled Lyrics(My own work)"

One year and 4 months since I opened my mouth, nothing changed much, rearranged much. What good does love do if the person you love doesn't love you? At least its less painful then being stabbed in the back. If your better off with a user who screws you & plays games with you? Dare not ask if the feelings are still there, ask if you've got them. But its like that because you lie, you just don't care. Brother, sister, cousin, best friend. I've come to realize they're merely words spoken and written in the end. Everyone is out for theirs, so as this cigarette slowly burns down I ignore all the hurt, emotions, and times I've been lied to, and turned down. Never going to be your husband, but sure as hell I hope this ain't how you treat your best friends. With therapy hopefully these dreams'll stop, lead to a yellow brick road, a better place, and a means to an end.

Heres to you, and everyone I knew. Follow the flow, follow the pigs back home, to where I met you. Cheap shots and beers too. This call to arms is untrue,paths crossed of the question, where you learn your lessons. Time is more then an essence, eyes & 70s spirits, shadows. Bits, pieces & blisters on the outside, its a bit of a trip, so enjoy the ride.

My worst enemy, isn't envy or jealousy, hate is just a part of me. I'm waiting, some people are hesitating, and masturbating, all in all its a regular day. I came in a dream, to the pearly gates, I learned as a kid how to love & hate. Everyday, seems to get away, drift, not speed. I want to get away from this bullshit, of the everyday. Some bleed, others need, some never seem to care, fake it, take it & break it in half. The globes got a small hold on my past, like glass.This isn't football, I'm not a patriot,trying to make this all last. A manner of speaking, compulsively comes & goes, take it all nice & slow. The rush'll crush you like ice & snow.

You seem to have a problem with me, well get in line & take a number. All I hear from your mouth, is blah blah blah. The bigger man would just walk away, but the rest of me wants to knock you, pop you & drop you, like a habit of bad proportions. your mother should've had an abortion. If I was a con man, you'd be facin extortion. Well, I got news for you, I don't give a fuck about you. Go and get your pants in a bunch. You look at me, like my mind must be lunch.

If a boy flips off the bird its just an untold verb, raw, but none the less absurd. In a limbo, my thoughts pace back & forth then thaw, generating power in the world, such a deadly place. Among a crowd, faces tend to vanish. I'm reminded from memory, theres something I couldn't have, maybe it used to hurt badly but my angle isn't 45 degrees, I'm 2.00$ short of having 3.33

I often enjoy the silence, while the rest of the world enjoys the violence. Time for me, to slow down, like traffic traps. I don't feel like lookin, your all about trickin, while the clock keeps tickin. I enjoy, watching life get destroyed. I'm pissed off and annoyed, at everything lined with lies thats fake. I don't get the whole story from the news, people tell me my views. Instead I just laugh at the mask. Like the time thats just passed.

I'm not worried about insanity, or vanity, just humanity. Swimming in the pool, surrounded by sharks, and fools being told I'm wrong not right. My intuition, speaks, spits & spews bits & chunks of personal belief, points of views. I enjoy chemicals like an alchmeist, but I watch words travel the world & get a twist. I don't care if you think I'm sick & twisted, or got your own wishes. Its absurd I've heard shit thats worse then revenge of the nerds.

Locked in chains, in the end. From the weirdoes to the 9-5s we're all the same. Time to pay the piper, I keep my hands warm with my lighter. Kicking against the wind, Christians kick those who sin. From the filthy to the dirty, children born while people die. Line up the virgin sacrifices, its hard to grasp like the physical eye, everythings been compromisin.