I Saw the Reaper

Designer styles and designer drugs

I'm an idol now so I don't idle much

Might as well have the Midas touch

Time will tell that their time is up

Shit so cold it's like it's dipped in gold

Get twist and rolled like the spliffs I smoke

Sigur Ros 'em with the Figaros

My fit alone drips sticks and stones

Been numb from the jump self medicate

Drugs on my tongue tends to help keep the stress away

Everyday living where the dead space grows

In the boy's ribcage that can gestate roses

Petrol in my petals let's go

Mementos on the mental mend slow

A dead skull full of deaf-toned echoes

Left notes with a death-stroke XO

I saw the reaper he lives in the mirror

Told me my future but I couldn't hear him

Reading your palms while you face 'em to god now

I will still be here when you taste the fallout

On a wave of my own where it rains in my soul

Stayed in a coma raked over coals

Prayed for the pain paint hate on the walls

Weight of the world stayed placed on the shoulders

Atlas shrugged when they pass their judgment

And hold their hands out for cactus hugs

Katana blade made Damascus tongue

Dissolved my brain in some acetone

If no man is an island

It's no man's land when I land nomad that's typecast

No matter my hand won't bat an eyelash

A massive fire-catch amassed the lilacs

I grew them for you

It's beautiful huh?

How something so perfect can wilt in the sun

It's a million to one and I willed it and still I'm the one