I spend my days amongst thieves
Everywhere I turn & look
Like it’s apart of my truth
Who Iam on this lonely cruise.
I feel like a muse
Mostly to myself as something to prove
An interstate love song
A long wordy statement which leads to a duel
This is the fuel I so wish to loose
The blood which spills on my shoes
The bass that rides in on cue
Like I’ve ever had anything to lose
Drop me off at the luve
It’s where art dies on this world tour
Only fools regurgitate excellence
Like its something to behoove
Who are you?
Why are you so entitled to these moves
Pawns always protect kings
Rook
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