Commencement at the Obedience Academy

Verse One:<br><br>The harvest appeared less plentiful than last season<br>I imagine sloppy seed handling avoke the stroke of tardy planting<br>And the crops we`d have harnessed in mid November<br>It only brushed the blossom bracket then soon sacrificed<br>Lives to icicle jackets when the frosted<br>I sunk to find the walk beneath the mosses<br>Where the planted tunnel pass after the rains have run their courses<br>But alas the portraits of these frosted corpses tortured in the grass<br>Off of distorts or pour the one tall glass and nauseous<br>And I`m asking you, why`s this spy supply hiding in strangers<br>When they know atop the food chains I could spot biters for acres<br>Now be gracious, these minstools turn a bully`s psycho civil<br>By dissolving the candy coated image down to the pixels<br>Yelp bringing the self-stop freedom brigade investors<br>And the studies connecting one hit wonders with dust collectors<br>Puts it down, and it`s down beneath your sappy sing alongs<br>So stick it further down where the daunted decide which ring I`m on<br>Nova yell just took positions and advance march<br>Parts playing a scheme parking the rain in my canteen now I`m like<br>Point I guess I could spare a splash for a couple of heads<br>Counterpoint during my famine I never got broke your bread<br>Well equation of intrigue, yes, yes, let me fed sit for a bit<br>These `tensils need soaking before I hand out token<br>"Shut the fuck up" drama like Kabuki with a heart of dirt<br>Skull fucked cross bones hence my birth it hurts<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Must not sleep must warn others<br>Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers<br>I milk my habitat for almost everything I want<br>Sometimes I take it all and still can`t feel this pitfall in my gut<br>And I`m like must not sleep must warn others<br>Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers<br>I`m trying to walk on top of sunshine<br>But it`s ridiculous at times that`s why I tore `em with this warning<br><br>Verse Two:<br><br>Wanting the glory of our advance fire ants to water beetles<br>Free masons adjacent debasing on pins and needles<br>Pupil turned pedagogue benedicts into my dream<br>Beam in a billion bottle rockets off the golden mezzanine<br>I pluck the pedals off a classic blood rose one at a time<br>Gripping the stem and right invite the thorns to dig up in my lifeline<br>A metaphor for nighttime, ante up the slight cost of exhaustion<br>To salute the moon of our paradise lost and you`re a spectator<br>Stringent, inch by sacred inch shoveling colon in my earthworm soul<br>Borough up through the dirt with bloody digit lick my knuckles clean<br>Noting the corporate clusters holding hands round the abode of the dam<br>And what`s your poison? Starlight and amaze her with a nicotine chaser<br>Sip it clean savor the taste then sit and dream later<br>The ollage pay their back upon they hinges twenty miles<br>Across the glassy eye window of one less to passes by<br>Now I`m six foot four with a sick flow walk up just to recline<br>With no free time, the alarm storms at nine<br>My daytime`s on some, yes sir, okay sir, right away sir<br>Sir do you mind if I breathe sir oh you do? Well excuse me sir fuck you<br>I breathe slow, I`m running with these fantastic amalgams<br>Painting casket bound careers to pierce gunning with classic albums<br>Security`s the javelin, catch it; labor<br>Clocked in at seven six and haven`t clocked out ever since<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Must not sleep must warn others<br>Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers<br>I milk my habitat for almost everything I want<br>Sometimes I take it all and still can`t feel this pitfall in my gut<br>And I`m like must not sleep must warn others<br>Trust blocks creep where the dust storm hovers<br>I`m trying to walk on top of sunshine<br>But it`s ridiculous at times that`s why I tore `em with this warning