Obvious Faults
This bass isn’t phat enough
This vape didn’t cloud enough
My chick isn’t glad enough
I need a feeling that hits
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I’ve got my work cut out
The bottom dropped down
The floor is the ceiling and
I am forever kneeling
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She says I’m the best but
Then treats me like a jerk
Maybe its time I
Marry my quirks
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The lower I go the more I feel
At home, lost in a cradle of
Doom. What if I just
Got out of the room?
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They say hell is other people but
Wherever I go things keep
Happening. Maybe I’m not as
Clean as god made me, maybe
Rhianna is devilworshipping, maybe
I’m traumatized by Bob the tomato and
Maybe she’s already let me go
And I’m the one that doesn’t see
The obvious faults
Maybe on the seventh day
The wall falls,
God I hope so.
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Why do I see nothing but
The guy I hate and her disappointment
I should be gay for myself
For a day, so I get
Clearer perspective.
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Why can’t I write songs?
I’m a musician, each time I think about
Singing I just simply
State it. Maybe all these
Compounded things are
Related.