outeryou

:12 Digital spectrums of scenes intersecting from past to the present ya know what i mean, life isn't a present i resent it's presented as a gift and i choose to pay a price, all day thinking of how i am to be the best, not best of all just the best of all of me, we must do our best to gain the freedom of being free, the existence of repentance through boundaries and obligation, no negation of the current course of actions that we taking, employ different tools use them as toys, figure out the rules for girls and boys, find where the cool kids are, and steer to a direction away from that section, i got no car or battery just me making my light in the tunnel i created one night, a sanctum down a road i saved to pave with sage in-laid with faith one day 1:00|1:04 maybe i'm lazy, hazy and crazy but baby, i ain't going no where, this whole life i intend to dwell in could be like a cave but in order for me to behave, i need fly away 1:16|1:17 the whole in a ground is where i stick around at the bottom of bottomless pits where quick hits rip tid bits of me completely away, something like Pinhead and his creations forming into some other things, from the things i were before to a thing i will be now not saying that i'm evil but through evil i feel like Evel Knievel, i taunted death and won me life and according to the words i just said i will make it mine, high on life and the dream of a sweet wife to ease my strife if i had a chance, i would live twice... 1:50