What

Exactly do you not understand about the blues

What

About crossroads ain’t 1 plus 2 for dear you

Or dare you…

Crawl under your skin

Into the absence of a police that patrol your with in

This is an end

And I know who I am

What my strengths can and can't bend

When its bill bill pay

And your in a deadly way

Say like prey all fit to be flayed

Not knowing you will slave another day

Bones break

Pipes sing

Boys will wonder

Men hunger…

And loss is a motherfucker

I know a fool

Like your demo knows you

This the sleep tight that fights the red need in your rest

The bandaged tins of your heart that a full tour tests

This the solemn s.o.s. I send unto the depths of situations strength won’t bend

And best friends can't mend with pure truths, favorite foods, or assassination of an x

Oh I know, this shit is pleasure and death

Like modern day sex

And you stay weak in the skins of your dick

And the thins of your thicks

And I know this world will kill

And beg

We go together like guns and heads…

These child proof bullets won't kill you

These child like women won't feel you