BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Erratic
- cement cracks underfoot, rhythms piston misfire
- no steady beat, just spitfire, barbed wire
- saw a clock face shatter gears grindin' concrete
- time aint linear here. Its a dead end street fight
- sunlight, strobe effect. blind spot then glare
- one minute freeze frame, next minute fuckin' nowhere
- gut check says left, but the wheels wrench right
- horizon line shimmers, poison and bright
- met a shadow once grinned with switchblade teeth
- whispered plans in static, just outta reach
- no alliance formed. just two strays, parallel tracks
- both knowin' the collision aint comin' back
- predictable? fuck that. thats death in slow drip
- this path chews pavement, spits out the grip
- compass spins drunk, needle bent on spite
- north is wherever the fuck feels right tonight
- settled minds rust, hinges scream, locked tight
- their comfort cage reeks of surrendered light
- my blueprints etched in sparks, volatile, wild
- structures just a cage for a fuckin' feral child
- heard a calm voice once sounded like wet plaster
- smooth, suffocatin' disaster masked as master
- this shit gravel shout, echo canyon deep
- wake the buried things the sane pretend sleep
- rage fits like cheap suits stitches pop, seams tear
- not anger pure voltage cracklin' in the air
- calculated move, gut reaction, raw
- a live wire snapped, lickin' at the law
- the calm eye? bullshit. center dont exist
- just the fuckin' whirlwind, chaos fist
- they crave the pattern watch it twist, distort
- a rorschach blot bleedin' on the fuckin' courthouse steps
- footprints smear of oil, blood, kicked up dust
- no map traces this only fuckin' wanderlust
- gone septic directions a joke, a phantom limb
- the only true constant? the fuckin' jagged rim
- of the next broken promise, the cliff unseen
- erratic, the tremor where the fault lines mean
- no brake pads left just the grind of the steel
- and the raw fuckin' joy when the structure cant heal
- next move? unknown. engine scream, piston hum
- Identitys scrawled in the wreckage left numb
- nah. too alive. sparks spit where the wires crossed
- this aint lost Its the fuckin' ground truth, exhaust
- and adrenaline. they build walls? watch 'em shake
- erratic aint broke Its the whole goddamn earthquake
- the silence after? just the intake of breath
- before the next detonation life lived past death
- of the predictable. proof etched in the steel?
- bloody fingerprints on the wheel
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