850:
Lost in hills with no eyes
Warszawa Neukölln Time
Lovely Night that’s all mine
850 on my side

After a certain hour
There’s a sea of people
Who forgot about yesterday
You seem like a starter pack
First class ticket booked
Getting off to Algiers
Staying there for a year
So the clones are nowhere near
They don’t know the God yet
That’s why they live in fear
You reek like a starter pack

Glistening skins radiation
Forgot who I was lost recognition
But I’m alive it was written
Handbags filled with pure vacation
Fuck a vocation
Fuck tradition
I rode through Mulholland
Pink paint in the air like Emissions
Dark Skies bring intuition
Pure concentration
Everybody’s looking for redemption
Heaven's gate received restoration
Pure love only motivation

Mulholland Drive:
Crashed the whip
On Mulholland last night
Walked out without a scratch
Stumbled to the chateau
In her eyes a Manson romance
Dead eyes
Tight chests
The dark sky doesn’t bring any rest
40 days
40 nights
Dunes of mystery that’s a test

The wicked never sleep
Says it on my crest
Stains on my Margiela
Brushed it off with crest
Rick owens black
Chanel White
The duality of man
Is this heaven yet
It’s just internet
Show it on my chest
No rest

Won’t forget what Bruce lee said about water
Run through hell with petrol on the Jordan’s
Can’t cool the head these days
It’s well scorching
Devils swimming about
Like polluted dolphins
My endorphins the fifth horseman
Yeehaw to all you posers
Trample your performance
Trample your fortune
Burn through your money
Just like the joker
Not joking
Always serious
Don’t ever ask man
Why so serious
Cats get hurt ‘cause there
Always curious
A bleeding mess
Point blank period
The years after this shine
Brighter than Sirius
Hit all the streets with
Pirates material
Heckler Koch Near the cock
With a scratched off serial
Jaws full of loud pack
I’m not hearing you
For 40 days and 40 nights
I’m not hearing you
Three six five all the time
I’m not hearing you
Whip blew up on Mulholland Drive
What a cursed out miracle
Whip blew up on Mulholland Drive
What a cursed out miracle

Motel Murder Madness
Cocaine Cowboy Careless
Fuck myself I’m fearless
Fuck myself make them hear it

Watch the Sky Rain:
Rundown
Ghost town
Lack of thought
Hurt now
Hurt you
The cycle
Never stops
I’m free
Rewind
Wet dreams
Sexual needs
Please please
Tell me
I’m free

Picked up
On the corner
Bad makeup and glitter
Cut a check
For a thriller
Whispered to me
I'm free

Stay low
What are you coming down for
So low
What are you coming down for

I’m free

No care
Just feel
I’m weak
Arms tweak
Ride around
Sun gleems
Just love
Fear comes
Through me
Feel (heal) me
Don’t fight
Let me be
No pain
Watch the Sky Rain

Watch the Sky Rain

I Met the LA Biancas in my Sleep:
Hard hitting Jarring sunset Lipo
To see yourself from above that’s final
Plastic lips that’s paradise
Snatch my soul please it’s very nice

Rode through the path of destiny
Labianca please save me
Palm Trees sway in ease
I understand the prophecy
I’ll be fine just leave me
I Met the Labianca’s in my sleep
Labianca please save me

Hard hitting Jarring sunset Lipo
To see yourself from above that’s final
Plastic lips that’s paradise
Snatch my soul please it’s very nice

Haunted Beach Body
No sleep in my Body
You stay close beside me
Teenage Love inside Me

Lost Boy in a Red Dress:
It was love In a backseat
There’s always beauty in tragedy
Felt alive when she was on top of me
We were young and it was everything

Watch my face move slow
Risk my life that’s all I know

Wash my Face
Roam Slow
What for
Sore Pores
Moving fast
What for
The short distance
You’ll go

Another lost boy in a red dress
Call girls standing on sunset
You Realize that real life isn’t real
Is it?

Snoozing Fox
Snore snore
Bore bore
Not enough
No more
Lord lord
Year clear
Year clean

Another facade draped in entourage
The mountain scars
Drip blood like oil in cars

Losers game
Score board
Lost boy
Red dress
No GPS
Love’s War
No Gore
No Guns
We’re Numb

I fall asleep please wake my body
I fall asleep I’m away from it all

Traveled through stars
That’s timeless hours
White room renaissance art
Trapped through time in a cycle
Wine in my glass dripping so far
Still flew with her through the marble stairs
Need for more takes me so far

Watch my face move slow
Risk my life that’s all I know

My Downward Spiral:
Manic Depressive
American Aggressive
With no purposes
Incoherent humans
In complete ruins
Give them no communion

I don’t think through it
Flight activate it
Roam through the city
Feel all the currents
Time is current
Live in the moment
Walls surround me
Lost in a trance state
Snowden Russia
Prussia
Persia
Mesopotamia
Drag me down
Help me whither
Let me whither
Shining weather
Let me whither

Platinum Rolex
Ticking on this heart of mine
Masamune
Sword in the Kitchen
Air, trees, water and wildlife
Destroying it all is their mission
If your gonna do anything
Leave it witchy and bitchin’
Every disaster was from a dickhead decision
That kind of footage never made television
Honestly, honesty is the most boring
Cielo Mourning
Rosemary Snoring
The innocent are culprits
And the cults have gone corporate
I am my creator’s
Violent and Crazed
Divine and Graced
Swim the Blind Sea
Drown in that Wave
Blood sweat and tear rewards
Wasted on Malaysian Grade
Don’t numb the pain
It’s a learning thing
Knives to your party is what we bring
If the force can’t stop it this will do more than sting
Then they will judge it around the forthcoming spring
Stop several hearts
Then submit to Christ
No matter what you’ve done
You’ll have another life
Pig all on your door
miles from polite
Downward Spiral
Falling from the highest heights

Let me whither

Wander to the Church
Kiss the Print
Transfiguration
Wash my sins
The massacre begins
Pure as ever
Purity rinse
Pure as ever

Wander to the Church
Kiss the Print
Transfiguration
Wash my sins
The massacre begins
Pure as ever
Purity rinse
Pure as ever

American Prayer:
I’m the reincarnation of Jim Morrison
Bathing Above the Bleeding Sun
An American Prayer too young
Drink the kool-aid feel like someone
Alone in the desert storm
Beauty among the whores
Eyes wide shut forever more
Pussy flowers at my door
Orthodox kisses on the floor
Semen kisses the pores
On my Palm is Paris sun
I love you
you made me love
I love you
Forever more
I love you
In the bleeding sun
I love you
Forever more
I love you
You made me love

I’m the reincarnation of Jim Morrison
Bathing Above the Bleeding Sun
An American Prayer too young
Drink the kool-aid feel like someone
Alone in the desert storm
Beauty among the whores
Eyes wide shut forever more
Pussy flowers at my door
Orthodox kisses on the floor
Semen kisses the pores
On my Palm is Paris sun
I love you
you made me love
I love you
Forever more
I love you
In the bleeding sun
I love you
Forever more
I love you
You made me love

I love you
You made me love
I love you
Forever more
I love you
In the bleeding sun
I love you
Forever more
I love you
You made me love

Hotel:
I’ll crash my car into a brigade
Of metal machines on the highway
Three-way baptism on a freeway
Daydreams need to stay away
Vision blur live stream
Horror Vacay
Love lost in The Hotel
Come find me

Lost in The Hotel
(Find me)
Love Lost in The Hotel
(Find me)
Dazed in the Hidden Lounge
(Find me)
The Firehouse has Burnt down
(Find me)

No jacket for American Summers
Several Months ago
Ice Road we slid across
Threw it at your wind screen
Your speed we got it clocked
Two tone burner
You’ve nearly sent us shots
Through all the knowledge though
We made you put it down
Lords recognize lords
It’s no fun to wear a crown
We leave that for the clowns
To sport that in their boring towns
You see these words huh?
Then you know that I’m bossing you
You’ve seen the world what?
Well I’ve seen Bosnia
You’ve seen the world huh?
Well I’ve seen Antalya
I’ve seen Monrovia
I’ve slept in Graz
That’s in southern Austria
Take me serious
Like broken oaths in Mafias
1984 vision
don’t think I’m watching you
Not your big brother Bruv
Not your big brother Love
Arm Leg Leg Arm Head
Don’t need to look above
Watch me live forever

Lost in The Hotel
(Find me)
Love Lost in The Hotel
(Find me)
Dazed in the Hidden Lounge
(Find me)
The Firehouse has Burnt down
(Find me)

Child:
Algerian Sunbathe
The Stranger in a Sun Dress
Goes to Church on a Sunday
Singing Psalms some days
She might be mine some days
I think about her everyday
She’s my whole sunny day
She’s my whole Sunday

In Laurel Canyon way south
We made love in my house
But I’m on my own now
I’m 19 kiss my face while we’re around

Made of lust to feel love
Kiss my face pulsating drugs
Take my hand under the sun
Melancholy in my lungs
Take my hand under the sun