Pounce Bounce

What's it like to be a marble?

Did I get something in your eye?

She's a referee, and I'm lethally

Overdosed on pumpkin pie

Yes the future is mount delicious son

But the leaf changes forms continuum

My destiny is calling me, it says

Jon Mess you should own a gun

Feel the room filling up with smoke,

Billowing, billowing up, holding on for the worst, rise above.

Can I get a piece of that?

Uniquely post relapse

The quota and balancing act

Can I get a piece of that?

Come down, in my veins,

The whispers start to drill,

The pain of second place.

What's it like to be an atheist?

Are you okay with suicide?

Well it's baffling that my ears can bleed

When I see your domestic thighs

Yes the future is kush and bubblegum

But I prefer wood to linoleum

My destiny is calling me, it says

You'll be fine if you take some Tums

I'm letting out, well I feel that I've dropped it all,

I'm letting out, well I feel that I've rushed it,

Come down, in my veins,

The whispers start to drill,

The pain of second place.

I'm angry, believe it, I need this just as much as you

Its complicated