u/mynameachef000

A broken clock, is right twice a day,

I might be wrong, til times change,

While like clockwork you remain,

Another capital-i-sa-tion,

Of C U Next Tuesday cunt,

The demon's come to fuck a pussy up again.

I can't even read an analogue clock.
Hands on faces? Makes no sense at all.
You can? Ohh... I understand now.
It's cause you're disappointed, right?
No? Did you see your posts?
Figure that one out, while I show you how it's done.

This is less a-bout answerin the philosophical question of who's right,

Whether twice, thrice or four times a day, zero fucks gave in a metaphorical disguise,

Of the broken clock analogy it must be midnight as I'm committin this crime,

Cause everyone's palms are towards the sky as I call the shots for your demise,

Ring ring defines how I'll run circles round you while usin the cord of your land line,

So you'll choke on a dial tone unable to respond, see how they coincide?

It's telephone homicide whenever I rhyme, dare you to try n write a reply,

Cry out on your mobile device, go ahead I'll silence all of your cries,

Like an ignorant parent with a baby monitor, I'm turnin it off junior,

Claimin to be a son of Lucifer, dude no child of mine wears an adult diaper,

Still pissin your pants at 24 urine deep up shits creek with no paddle to maneuver,

This fuckin loser's consumin fecal matter must be why he spits diarrhetic saliva,

Wantin beef with me prepare to get served cold n raw with lyrical steak tartare,

You can't match this bruh, I don't even see symmetry when lookin at a mirror,

For Easter I'm crackin eggs n silencin the lambs by resurrectin my persona,

So this clone knows they're nothin in comparison to the original Hannibal Lecter.

I'll start this by askin you a question,

Do you understand what it's like to be immortal n suicide is just an addiction?

It's no longer a thought or an ideation,

Becomin a product of my own creation,

I wanna be there when you succeed n pass some sort of university graduation,

But the more that I live, the more I realise I'm just another obstacle in your way n,

You're better off without me,

You tell me that's not true,

But the truth is I'm nothin without you,

Without me you're not influenced by substance abuse,

You're able to pursue whatever you want to do,

My brother I'm the doom n gloom,

That dragged you down into the abyss,

N I'm tryin my best to not let you attend my funeral too soon,

But I realise givin up my life will give you a reason to live,

Where I admitted defeat, you found the meanin to persist.

To see you happy is why my coffin will never close,
You were always righteous a path that I never chose,
A life with me is one that leads to a slippery slope,
I want you to live know that I love you but please let me go.

This isn't somethin I wanna express openly,

But our bond was built off of loyalty n honesty,

So I'm writin these lyrics to let you know that I'm tryin to see,

The person both of us want me to be,

But you're stronger than me,

I haven't given up but I'm waitin around for the day I become deceased,

I don't wanna die incase what's happenin to me,

Happens to you when I leave,

Maybe your right n I need therapy,

But how will that help when the beak,

Gives me the false confidence to process everythin in its entirety?

Addiction isn't a disease, it's an admission that I need somethin to keep my sanity.

No. I don't wanna go out like a defeatist,

Maybe you're right n my life is more than bein an addict,

But imma be honest I need somethin to pull me out of it,

I've always found comfort inside the abyss,

Maybe its time I explore opportunities through my music,

But I want you to come with me so I don't make these excuses,

N honestly I don't wanna do this,

Cause I know it's a lot of pressure to tell you what the truth is,

I have no ambition doin anythin unless it's for me n you to exist.

I'm gonna try n give life a go.

A Broken Clock n Changed Locks

I'm gonna try