Monday, September 14, 2015

Street Poetry

"Street Poetry"
by Twenty One Pilots

There's an infestation in my mind's imagination
I hope they choke on smoke
Because I'm smoking them out the basement.
This is not rap this is not hip hop,
Just another attempt to make the voices stop.

Rapping to prove nothing
Just writing to say something
Cause I wasn't the only one who was rushing to say nothing.
This doesn't mean I lost my dream
It's just right now I've got a really crazy mind to clean.
Know what I mean?

No I didn't understand a thing you said
If I didn't know better I'd guess you're all already dead.
Mindless zombies walking around with a limp and a hunch
Saying stuff like you only live once.

Yeah once, you got one time to figure it out
One time to twist and one time to shout
One time to think and I say we start now
Cause death inspires me like a dog inspires a rabbit.






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