Trickling venom; my hand is still numb
Trembling fingers are still on this gun...

Intellect plus Common Sense
Make up two of the walls...

It took a lot of angry nights
And awful fights to get where we are...

You may read this and think it doesn't make sense...
Rockefeller approach...

I knew I had awoken.
Something in me spoken...

Pitter patters on the roof like chitter chatters
That say statements regarding how nothing matters...

Sharks in the sky,
Beware; open up your eyes...

When the days turn into night
As the trees begin to bend...

Rain clouds are only alright
When I'm not depressed...

Sometimes you look in the mirror
And realize your not the man you use to be...

I guess I could tone it down,
And hope that she comes around...

A chilled March night spent outside
Despite the fact that my body won't coincide...