Bouncy Castles

Shaken I'm forsaken and a bit confused

I regret to tell you that I am not your muse

But I could be better the lady homewrecker

Double dutch on the letters of my debt collectors, I

One word be my vessel to some other bent out time

Tickle all the ivories and couple them with rhymes

Less dimes, more diamonds, not in full, but kind of

I'm a bit beyond valid lavishing no false pretence

Better with some rap than I've ever been with sentencing

Endless gin and tonics, worship these canonical remembrances

It makes no sense if you don't contend with reality

The more redeeming vanities of artistry, what'll be will be

Wash me up in leaves, greenery, streaming blue seas on DVDs

It's me, the one more worry and I'll be carefree, you say:

What does it mean to drown into being?

Bouncing like I'm spring, blossom me my dearie,

Stay weary of theories and.

Don't forget your consciousness

Don't forget your consciousness

Don't forget your conscience