There’s Nothing Wrong With Being Happy

There’s nothing wrong…..

This time is wasted on me, clocks vomit when they strike against my needle pricked and abused skin,
And alarms sound anytime my whiskey breath spews toxins in the air, drunken the wind into a seductive stare with a withering tree,
And time is hungover in the clouds when it meets my rotten teeth, hungover for centuries and centuries,
Time cannot get itself back from all my drunken wit and tact,
Rolling back over into centuries again and again,
Time looks it me and says: “Man hasn’t changed, he is what he has always been!”

There’s nothing wrong with…..

And our thoughts are all prey to the same food chain that puts us in the same chains,
We try to break free by putting ourselves in more chains or pouring ourselves another drink,
We are eagles who guide our prey into the sea,
But instead of being content with eating our prey we suffocate them in the coral reef,
Criticize their inferiority and fill the ocean with oil and rotten seeds,
Still hungover in the same drunken cloud with centuries,
Our mouths release toxic waste and we call it a new epiphany

There’s nothing wrong….

And our toxic mouths pollute the air, pollute humanity, pollute those who might actually care,
Still trying to rationalize inferiority, still casting stones with specks in our eyes,
Blindly and drunkingly stumbling in an illogical foot race up a ladder with no end,
Until we make it up to the sun and it burns us for polluting its air with its darkness,
Well the sun will get revenge…..
Yeah!
The sun always gets revenge……
But those people who share their drugs and their toxic mouths with time are not going down without a fucking fight,
So lets put more specks in their eyes until we can only see light……

There’s nothing wrong with being……

So they will transport in a triangular trade all the rainbow covered people they say cannot be saved,
Put them in a cage and starve to them to death, have them scream in those flamboyant voices for non-flamboyant health,
And I will following them and they will either starve me or throw me in the sea,
Choking on a male fish and some coral reef,
I’ll gleefully drown in this pitiful sea if they see there’s nothing wrong with being happy

There’s nothing wrong with being happy!
There’s a corner around this corner where will be free,
Playing jingo with the jingoistic brains until their wires get their much need re-setting
Playing Scrabble with the scatterbrain until their defects are finally corrected and their mush is aligned,
Playing chess with those who want to put bullets in our chest until they cannot help but smile and see…..
There’s nothing wrong with being happy!

There’s nothing wrong with being happy….
Time is sobering up again,
Erasing centuries of jumbled words from our air of sin,
Burning bridges made in blood and throwing water on the people in the below,
When all the wreckage clears there’s only a rainbow….

So they will transport in a triangular trade all the rainbow covered people they say cannot be saved,
Put them in a cage and starve to them to death, have them scream in those flamboyant voices for non-flamboyant health,
And I will following them and they will either starve me or throw me in the sea,
Choking on a male fish and some coral reef,
I’ll gleefully drown in this pitiful sea if they see there’s nothing wrong with being happy

There’s nothing wrong with being happy

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