Temper changes in my rotten mind
Mood swings beckon in the valley of the blind
I woke up this morning, the world at my feet
Six hours later and I wish it stayed sweet
My plot was deemed perfect, no flaw in sight
A traitor in dreadlocks swayed all my might
Dwarves go to groups, they gave up on vice
A death row pardon at a twist of a dice
The smell of hot sweat drenches my vains
Enfatuation slithers straight off it's chains
My tears are toxic, they burn when I stare
I'm lost in a crowd, this world has a spare
I dream of my parting, I'm worth more than this
Lead through brain tissue I shall not dismiss
