โฑห๏ฝกโ โช ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐. ย ย (ย ย an updated collection of ย lyric + action prompts originating from the works of grandson.ย mature themes present: politics, violence, drug use, etc. feel free to adjust as desired.ย ย )
money isn't always what it seems.
it's more fun to be unaware.
one false move, you're a kennedy.
my ego follows me wherever i go.
it isn't that much, but it's a good start.
i spent my last dollar on a motherfucking cab.
they lie about some greater good.
the drugs don't work anymore.
there's a cold wind blowing... i'm just warning & preparing you.
i've got a secret i need you to keep.
my heart keeps fucking up the motherfucking plan.
nobody really cared, so it never really mattered.
i wanna feel something, 'cause all that i got is nothing.
get down on the ground, don't even make a sound.
tell me what you're trying to hide.
i was try'na feel like a rockstar.
now presenting: a horror story or a happy ending.
i'm still trying to find my identity.
you don't have to hurt anymore, didn't you hear? the war's over.
i thought it would all be great when i got older.
how do you get in the mind-state to kill?
try to wash my hands, i'm never gonna get them clean.
i was living in the moment, searching for a little serotonin.
do you have enough love in your heart to get your hands dirty?
i became a version of myself i don't like.
you have been forewarned.
we are not alone ... can you keep a secret?
i just wanna fuck my hand up through the wall.
i trust my feelings & then i still get burned.
do you love your neighbor? is it in your nature?
i've been living on the run, now.
you don't wanna get that much closer.
guess that i'm stuck with this shit.
we might not make it 'til the morning.
they made up a reason behind closed doors.
i'm just trying to get used to these changes.
if i speak too loud, then my voice might crack.
don't know how i'm gonna take much more.
how the hell is everybody on autopilot? they make it look so easy.
everybody knows somebody with something to hide.
look at how we've all grown up fast.
i never get to sleep at night.
i just wanna be optimistic.
i never thought it'd come to this.
this isn't as fun as they claimed it'd be.
i got my bags packed & i'm ready to go.
i'm done playing games, so i'm going down in flames.
we made this bed, i guess that we lie in it.
what's the point in fighting for a happy ever after?
self-sabotage is the only way to find clarity.
tell me, what's your life worth?
is there anybody out there that's paying attention?
i'll be back with the setting sun.
don't even hiccup, or i'm emptying a round.
it never really mattered, so it never really happened.
i gotta get out of this town somehow.
it's too late for me, i should've learned earlier.
just color in the lines, & you'll get it like they promised.
maybe someday all this will make sense.
if i could switch on a count of three, i would do it. but i'm stuck here with me.
took the shit to numb the pain, but it came with side effects.
step one, gotta find a way to get the fuck out of bed.
the bad's been slowly getting worse.
i'm homesick, & i miss my mama.
i was getting high in the bathroom.
i'm watching everybody i grew up with move on.
how many last chances will i get?
shout into the void, & the void shouts back.
tried medication & therapy, it only seems to help temporarily.
i wish there was someone else i could be.
i think it's time for a change.
i'm sick of being underrated.
idle hands are the devil's best friend.
thinking about it, i get whiplash.
tell me, what's the point in living in a world so unforgiving?
i never meant to hurt nobody.
i'm sick of this pretend alternative.
if i had only one call, would you pick up?
what's a dead end to a dead man walking?
every day, every night, i would trade it in a heartbeat.
look me in my eyes, tell me everything's not fine.
everybody's fake & they won't quit talking.
i know i should face it, but i'm running.
i'm isolated & overstimulated at the same time.
i need a savior, but if not me, who?
the hole in my soul keeps wracking up debt.
my life's falling apart, but i love it.
maybe just ignore it, it'll go away.
the day the youth might listen is the day the youth grows old.
speak now or hold your breath.
on the day that i lie still, i'll still have taxes & i'll still have bills.
tell me one damn thing i don't already know.
nobody from back in the day can get ahold of me now.
what's the point of living without you?
i don't like who i'm becoming.
beg me for mercy, admit you were toxic.
how much can i ask for before you walk out that door?
these thrills feel hollow. i'm so obsessed with success.
i think about it, & i get whiplash.
better step back from that open door.
i want it so bad, it takes all control of me.
i made a best friend out of the skeleton in the closet.
i don't know how to heal myself. shit, i don't even know if i'm still myself.
when you're gone i'm back to blue.
i don't know why i'm running away.
will this ever be enough?
the shot was loud & the flash so bright.
i just wanna be a rockstar with a million people following.
i always end up back up at the start.
give me a reason to believe you.
give me one reason i shouldn't go & end your life.
guess i gotta die to get my celebration.
i couldn't do nothing, i never saw it coming.
in a sudden outburst of anger, sender draws a weapon on receiver.
sender & receiver, strapped for cash, decide to commit a robbery.
during a struggle over a weapon, one muse is gravely injured.
our muses have an emotional fight stemming from jealousy.
sender shows up at receiver's house unannounced, looking haggard.
our muses slip away from a gathering to smoke a joint.
sender approaches a bedrotting receiver, begging them to get up.
sender comes back to enact revenge upon receiver.
our muses speed down the highway with flashing lights in the rearview mirror.
sender finds receiver dangerously wasted at a party.
sender is discovered by receiver in a state of extreme agitation.
sender intends to assassinate receiver, & enacts their plan.
receiver finds sender sitting at a rainy bus stop, alone.
one muse owes the other money, & they come to collect.
