Madness on the mic

I wasted you.

it's over for mil, and mpnday afternoons in the pilg on red money and sacrificed eve

i was too late

i mean. why say you were even here at all, the muse died on every sunday

the power went out ever other language and so much of me made you holy to see you drink fine wine only in haste and disaster and called it your pussy gone mad for simon last thursday and go crazy about me. no one told you to your face

i leave you now,

know the money, hurry the devil, break my bones if they defy me

and i love it

the way it says i had to know and didnt say anything, but i will,

you were always just too much to take care of

goodnight, for the world i gave you my life in

and wherever you go, may you know evil,

and evil lost

i wear your hair in blood gold

and take to your face my diamonds from sierra leone

and too much for you if thats too sad and suffered

i needed hope

get well,

i woke up the internet again