AN OLD MELODY

My feelings are so dry.you couldnt ride on it.

Nobody does, nobody can.Nobody dare.

Am an inside cryer.

My mouth can’t even eat,no food can fit.

My skin is pretty dark.

And the dirt is in the body.

they said «no more of them!»

then it’s gone wildly eachy inside

scratched it untill it comes

pushed a little more

The flesh is by your views.

Breathe and have your biggest look inside.

all of this in one sunday!

More and more sunday rising!

HELP: a sunday rise on the top of their heads.

spreadin out, all them bloody sunday.

im sellin god for a price?!any suggestions?

dead bodies right?damn right..

22 of january 1905 Saint-Petersbourg had the shot because of revolutionary words.

Irish paid inner Christians fights on a 1972 sunday too..

YES we been through the wrong path

and melody notes keep on rollin

i wish they could stop once at a time

what you lost

what you earn

Life seems to be a game.

Life seems to be about many talks.

I let you guess what the world would be without stories and history.

Bro my throat...

Bro please do leave me alone with this!

You cannot really be pure without a doubt

One day they will use everything they know

For me to tell him: «are we really talkin?»

We don’t give a dice about presents which are given.

Even if you try hard.

i wish those piano notes could be stopped once at a time

For him to answer:«But look..im deep listening to you, through musical notes,Dear.Stop talkin extra»

For me to say: «Was it you playin theatre with young kids?were they actin in costume?»

Oh! i praise the lord that was a true picture of you.

A black cape standin on the top of this Bell tower

The wind as a storm is nothing now.

And everything feel the peace.

Brave youth.King youth.Muscled youth.Excited youth.Absolute youth.Flying youth.

.Starvin youth.Big Glorious Youth.Fearless youth.

Beautiful is youth.

SHOW THE HUMAN DYNASTY THAT IS YOUR TIME TO MAKE IT GROW.

(For him to smile.)

RANDOM COMEDY

« Quand les gens vous prennent pour un monstre, il n'y a qu'une chose à faire : dépasser leurs attentes»

Spittin in ya mouth nigga lyin

creepin on ya voice i shot u sleepin

on ya coach lying..

ask my bro if ain’t kill is sin?!if ain’t kill is sin?

neh neh neh.

See i got anger for the century

Straight from the heart

don’t you know people starving?

don’t you know clear your heart sometimes?

don’t you know nuclear is by your head?

don’t you see victory in ur poor talks poor ache?of course you do coz

WHAT YOU KNOW IS EGO

WHAT YOU EAT IS EGO

WHAT YOU TALK IS EGO

WHAT YOU SELL IS EGO

WHAT YOU POOH IS EGO

you still can pay a 10 000$ bills a month seein u psycho

pretend to statements

screamin out standard way of life

underground unpretendable mottos

i snip snap out ur shit they said «out»

You’r a dirt thing you’r not all the dirt

babylone had the shout but still money on it

i smile to psypals everyday

gettin my pay straight

lying them sofas on I

karmas off as they said karma coma

struggle in «ghettho»

nevermind what psypals said

revenge

gived me thrill

lift me around

I snap ur face hundred times

then you still don’t know

then, i still give the motto

im not here to share then i hurt u twice

lick my body all over i saw u were lookin

i get thirsty eating ur poor words

i get starving seein u sweatin

then them politics judge all mimics

They should have been watchin you.

They should have made of you a Phoenix

A pang of a lust.

In my hand for you this little greek money1828

thats you’r meanin cost.

Pretty nothing.

Such a delivery

lost in cristallisation

LEAVE MY PEACE

LA FEMME DU KAIROS

VOICES GET LOUD FROM THIS VOID

if they’v seen this shivering throat above these guitar’s cramps

How wonderfull was this?

How many metres high are skies?

I know it means something, i know sun is tellin.

We all got a walkin flu

some are friendly talkin

easy flirtin

squeezy growin

its like forces wanted us to see pictures of love in everycorner

makin you feel the right way...

Well it might not be the case.

But we still are on senses and

others are on drugs

i guess we no need of this, in our cotton plants...

I no need fake paradise i need reality and its still sad at least.

i’v been sittin here for hours now.

Oh good am i feeling to pretend something changed here.The one who is holdin his dry dogs is lookin at the other: selling topwater in some one euro bottle

king of the world by his own hand!

APPLAUSE PLEASE APOLOGIZE THAT OWNER MAN.

CLAPCLAPCLAP they all did it in a memorial symphony

did you know that life is a sacrifice?

PLEASE APPLAUSE THAT RUNNER MAN

HOME MANAGING

Back on them: some got the same walkin flu holdin in ya hands some starbuxx take away drinks..

cows/farm/bacterias/firms/grocery/concepts/elevation/back on economic evolvement./back on people/back on individualities/back on birth/back on sacrifice

It’s nearly 10AM but its still damn hot in here

i know skies are talkin these days

because politics didnt give a dime of their own respectabilty

it seems we live in philly like in the old days

same audience ground, same hierarchy

bloody sunday scratchin sunny

on my own eyes.

MAN COULD KILL THE EARTH from these billion hammer concepts.

breathe.