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- Luke J.R


144. -SECTIONS- [June 2016]

Welcome to the switch blade, same town, same name with the underdog seeking out the Rome.

Welcome to the switch blade, same town, same roads, I got my mind all loose over this- track.

Welcome to the switch blade, welcome to switch blade.

Ha-Ha, I’ve got something for ya


Let me let you in on a little secret, it all started back when I was in preschool.

I lost my mind to some ape shit dogs who wanted to lose more,

Getting loose at the age of thirteen, I took some drugs just to hold up my protein

They looked at me like I was loose, and I waved it around like headless moose.

Got nothing on me, I got promises to make, people to SAVE

And if you have something on me, I might just ENGRAVE

A little something on your chest, a little something on the rocks that hold you in place.


Fourteen comes later than sooner, I find myself losing to a spooner.

Silverware tied up around her ankles, body grieving in pain like she is wearing shackles

All around her are candles, a few little faces watch her descramble

Essential pieces- pieces of the mind that seem to forget about things

I’ve lost my virginity at this age, quite unusual actually…

I’ve taken a pill to watch it go bye-bye, and she’s taken one too to make it go bye-bye

I’ve watched her go away from me, walking with baby- a baby she now dreams about


Fifteen, a little monster came out of me, I gave into the slavery.

Forced to displease my Uncle, I took my mind away from his angry monks.

I’ve got candles all around me, blood lingering from the founded tree.

Outside the special room, I got my mind locked in place on something random like a mushroom.

Developing flavours, I lost a few saviours, and I’ve got blood dripping from my mouth.

Both lips holding onto to droplets, and she would probably lose herself-

If she found out she was to have Triplets.


Sixteen, I was smoking outside the caravan, I left my mother to the edge of my can.

A poisonous mushroom loomed inside of me beating eternally,

My heart poisoned, my mind rotting away inside of me.

Body aching, failing to reboot, I got nothing to hold on to.

She’s worth a few more things than scars on my ankles,

Just a few golden rings, I’d even thrown in my ankles-

Just to give her a little key ring,

A piece of me to take with you, back to wherever you came from

A simple phrase I kind of lost my mind in,

I’m not promoting anything that seems unordinary.


Abusive? Yes. I won’t deny it but-

Elusive, Yes, I won’t deny it but-

Trapped in the middle of these three ladies standing around me like I’m some kind of mad fan who saved KISS.

I’ve got little to nothing left in my chivalry, I’ve got nothing in my inventory.

I feel trapped, regretting what I LOST to HEAVEN,

And I know that I NEED you!

I live in a world full of peasants, a mind full of venoms too toxic for me.

All tangled in what I call the ‘Spider Tree’

All the silk around me, the unravelling to be done, it’s like fucking Xmas came early,



Beginning to After,

I want her near me,

Beginning to Middle,

I want her with me,

Beginning to End,

I’d like her to visit my little

Dying Spider Tree . . .

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