This cup of tea sits in front of me and loses steam like a dream

If only I get my sleep to reproduce the same scene, microwave

Internal tears or metaphorical rain express my pain

But since this also washes off the stain my pleas seem insane

Deletions you know me I don’t you I wish could switch views

I rather know why you don’t love then why you hate me to

So I rest at any location I could find your face at

If I don’t interact this better then rejection, Factz

True feeling no more appeasing or being nice good grief

You been lying all along and you don’t even wana meet

So I get over what I never got a chance to get under

But if this isn’t the case then host like I’m left to wonder

Where did I go wrong is it being I should be him?

Cause what make you anger with me keep you clam with them

I’m the abomination why am I apart of this creation

But you the missing piece if I’m lying through my teeth let me think

As if teeth were truth filters and gums fix anything shattered

My palate I’ll reach your “rather” and my breathe keeps it gathered

The mouth as whole takes and ear full and lets the eye sample

So the nose can enclose and up hold where the cheeks froze

Corn roles and Afros of affirmation that it’s corny to roll

Embraces of cases when I need you closer then you grew so

Receding lines of what the scalp hold to transfer

I’ma need you not lash me for raising the brow higher

With wrinkle of letting pimples give you agony but hustle

For Grins support dimples, which are really dead muscles

Take me at face value but I bought every skull I could find

So you could add the dimensions of the mirror or your mind

This my forehead now you metaphor or metaphysics

Was set to show you that material are all in how you build it

What’s caught in your retainer ill be held against it

Your tongue gotta nice ring to it I bet I could sip to it

Type lyrics on my tousles for a root to canal

My wisdom teeth was ready to go soon as I gott’em whoa

At last but still lips at least that Freudian slip

is Chap Stick But they gloss over for a kept it simple stupid

You gotta smile for your frown a wink to change how you think

Singing about how to sink, skin brown swimming about the pink

From to stay here styles to shocks of alcohol in my must stash sees

How I Weaved to a construct the shape up of my cup, gotee

Now what, I done decapitated your thinking cap

From the neck down would like me to empower that

I don’t know a surgery to cure your mental immunity

But really the miracle would be to know you the same me

But take it in first then give a second and see the third person

Now that the lot of us talking and the drive of us parking

Your trunk got a speaker well turn me up I cant hear ya

Werd that’s words of the word I word it all for more

But you think I rhyme for shine and miss my heavenly climb

See I got this stairway their just follow the stepping-stone of time

We got so high it turned to a tribe per side to survive

We almost made it but the symbols lost there will to guide

Or