It was me and my shady slimer

Shadow boxing hitchhikers

Across lands of flat-scans Pabst cans and Bic lighters

Peep the state below, a perfect puzzle piece

You know what really puzzle me?

Is how she could love a freak

Who see shit with his third eye, from a birds eye

And order whiskey over ice

Paid a preposterous price

To live this awesome it's like

Everything I did in this life

Was just the cost to be the boss

Snapple fact, progress they got an app for that

One day I'll be in first class in a snap back

Studio tucked in the back pack

Like,"Nurse let's jet, before anyone has left yet

Bet! You know what time it is!"

Six dollar water bottles that's a hard pill to swallow

Made me dump my Gatorade at the gate

Just to hate!

What could possibly do with that, splash the pilot in the face?

People complain over delays

We're only miles away from space Ok?

You ain't feeling the flight, shucks catch a fucking bus

Guaranteed it'll be a month before you touch

Who Rus? He wet like aqueducts, ask the dust

Left behind a plane full of robots

That know not to talk to much

Plus they lost their sense of touch to these phones that they clutch

But you only live once

So do whatever you want

I see the world for what it is

I'm really just a big kid

Fasten up for safety or take a piss in turbulence

When the lightning surges hit, my shadow dips

The wingtips split, theres no way their getting fixed

Pray to your god of choice in hopes that it exists

As we slip into the mist, time goes slower and slower

Falling faster and faster

Follow the posters, do what you supposed to

Masks falling from they holsters

Glasses clashing on they coasters

Riding on this roller coaster

California cobra soldier

My shadow nowhere to be seen

It's doing work for the jerk

Before we merge with the Earth

These words must disperse

They're all I'm really worth, my life's work

Slimer whispers in the ears of everybody sitting near

And plants the thought that what they want to hear is right here

My mouth becomes a mic, my hands morph to amps

My mind begins to move, my lips deem to dance

"Hear Ye, hear me, loud and clearly. This is Rus

We're all about to die, and this is what it does

Death gets in you

No continues

Only Win/Lose

All your issues, do not matter

Here we go now falling faster

When we crash we all will splatter

Pieces scattered…

And at that destination my shadow's sitting waiting

Smoking cigs with satan, placing wages which I'm taking

The road to the left is headed up, the journey rough enough

The road below goes to that place ya'll know is paved in coal

My vacant soul, contemplates it's ancient goal

It may just break the mold

I decide to take the stairway up to Yahweh

It took me all day till I reached his hallway

We spoke for hours but he didn't get the real me

Lemme get a minute, for the devil knows what killed me

He threw me from the clouds, I hit the ground

Satan and my shadow still screwing around

Lucifer Light-bringer, fallen archangel, cards up on the table

With hands full of paid dues said

"I too have met the man who made you, we spoke as well

I should tell, I deemed it weak to serve in heaven

When I could reign in Hell."

They call it Fell, all in fallen place of putrid pollen

Lost souls crawling it's tortured orchards, formed

From swarms of corpses

And It seemed like just a portion of where I spent my days alive

Besides Beezelrus could see the angle's dust

With no idea what their angle was

I chose the path never travelled, with no enticing apples

Purest form, posted where every world was born