Under My Bed

Its under my bed, somewhere and i don't
No i don't got the time to chase
Its a litte dark and dusty and my feet
They could use a little change
So i went crashing down the hill, trashed on a pill
And everything was one sweet haze
Time took a travel as i tripped on this daze
I went rushing back to my bed and fell flat on my face

She frowns at me and wonders why
Why i never ever tried to come back
Its a little dark and dusty and my mind
It could use a little change
So i went soaring through the sky, trashed on this high
And everything was one sweet blaze
Time took a standstill as i leaped through the laze
I found myself all alone and my bed was over my face

They took me over to the hilltop where we gazed
Gazed at the imprisoned sky
It was a little dark and dusty and the moon
It could use a little change
So i went sailing with this kite, trashed on this night
And everything was one alarming maze
Time ceased to exist as i tried to free me from this cage
It took me back to where i was and i found it under my bed

All Just Good For Me

An arrow she penetrates like
A sparrow she sweetens like
A sugar she blends like
A salt she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An anesthesia she alleviates like
A supernova she novelties like
A cake she ices like
A caramel she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An asteroid she amazes like
A cartoon she smiles like
A perfume she smells like
A strawberry she tastes like

She dont care for what the world says
She do care for what i have to say
And its all good
Its all good for me

An aerobic she fits like
A bird she sings like
A flower she looks like
A Heaven she feels like

I dont care as long as its good for me
And this
Its all just good for me

Killer Instinct

Summer Shade, it flows
Like a drop of water
Through the sky

Insects crawling on the clouds

Autumn Sun, it sets
Like a pinch of sand
Through the night

Buried in its deepest darkest void

Winter Moon, it howls
Like a tortured wolf
Through the mire

Its life, it trembles with fear

Ocean Wind, it burns
Like a friction igniting
Through the cages

Torpedoes coming back to life

Gamma Ray, it freezes
Like a cold execution
Through the chair

Lightning embraces the blind

Killer Instinct, it grows
Like a magic beanstalk
Through the soil

Germinating with evil desire

Acid Rain, it stains
Like a poison virus
Through the veins

Desecrating the minds with infection

The last remaing hour, it chokes
Like a world about to end
Through the hands of time

The pinch of sand slipping away