Geisha With a Gun

I need to keep my eyes open
Xenophobic woven into opposes
Revealing my sociopathic soul that's
Folded to the selling
Holding a staff blasting open an acid ocean
Is grabbing pulses
Explode a magical poltergeist
Appealing isn't it
I feel exquisite giving dumb shrugs
Cause the geisha got me bitten
By venomous little love bugs
Whispered to keep my eyes
Open like an abscess
But lotuses concealed sitting underneath
That black dress yes
She likes an irish shmuck and likes to fuck
While she sit's on top to ride her luck
But i need a mic to suck out the carnage
And some jack o'lanterns just to scare
The bugs out my harvest
Grabbing a sharpie attacking an
Army of darkness
Marching bombarding hardly i'm
Charming and heartless
Carcass nitpicking, marker tit ripping
T'ill we watch me dig into her mind
Until i start to scrip it stupid
My whispers touch her lips
And tickle her eyebrows
Whiskey licker t'ill the moon
Flickers and dies out
Exhale out my breathing tank wistfully
Belly flop onto the top of
The sea of tranquility from the hot claws
Ripping off the top bras tipping off
And sniffing all the moon
Tarts through shopped straws
Take a pause, i used to make collages
Out of fake mirages brainless broads
That would much rather take applause's
Breaking faucets feeling woozy and nauseous
Wishing i could fuck and
Knock the floozy unconscious
Loosing a lot of time frustrated
In a zone to think
Doodle a lot of faces as i'm
Waiting for the phone to ring
I hope she brings a friend for the rebound
I feel the sober sting from
The sinister street sound
Bloody kisses with a razor for a tung
Drunken vixen drugged and dripping
Geisha with a gun it's begun