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Rain, Rain

by Pyrophoria

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1.
Rain, Rain 02:46
I can’t write a love song without tears What happened through the years I want to be alone until the rain clears Still I am here and I fear the sheer drear and veer from anything dear I cannot write those songs in this gear Turn it off I hate to hear Something now so insincere I got the misery right but not this severe Singing about a girl that would disappear It rains and I try to steer clear I don’t make songs that are sad I’m not sad I’m mad I threw away the note pad The acoustic songs I had And decided I’d be metal clad I rapped and it wasn’t bad But they never wanted me in an ad I just stuck my head in a bag Slept like I had jet lag Had no right to brag Bother with a price tag It’s gonna rain and I’m gonna drag Put the tempo at 30 it’s a funeral you fag From rich bitch to a rag More like 30 bpm to a body bag Where do I go when I just snag They took my white flag I’m not going to dance in the fucking rain A rain cloud follows me like on a chain Like it was given a key to my terrain Of my house, of once loved, but it doesn’t explain Why I can’t see my past the windowpane In rains so often yet I still have a stain I can’t get on a plane Or contain My songs from going down the drain With the tears yet I can’t complain This is a sad song I tried to restrain But it’s been raining so long I cannot refrain There’s just no love to sing of in vain
2.
Bolt 02:32
Don’t be fooled by a blue sky Bone dry Not caught by The eye Rain is plain Jane, mundane, for a drain, weather vane, window pane Get out your black umbrella and complain I start fires; open flame The forest ran wild with me to blame Out of the blue is my name I am hotter than the sun and put hell to shame I am a flash you can’t contain But you like it all the same You’re quiet but insane Oh god my life has gone to shit Every little bit Is counterfeit A thunder cloud hung within it This is what I get This is why I I’m hit I was too numb to admit Your hair stood on end Do you get the letters I send Let me be your friend Stand tall I’ll descend Fool you one time, we’ll pretend I won’t fool you again I scream too loud comprehend So far away you don’t know where I begin You seek shelter under a tree I pin Lie down and tell me when You may not die but you cannot defend Plain Jane just tried to blend in Oh god my life has gone to shit Every little bit Is counterfeit A thunder cloud hung within it This is what I get This is why I I’m hit I was too numb to admit I am in your home You’re electrocuted on the phone Leave a message at the tone Windows shatter as they are blown There is loud cracking of stone You would’ve died of the shock alone A towering flame has grown Your house crumbles and you should’ve known Sylvia Plath strife to the bone You put in every dress you’ve sewn Every set of kitchenware you own You asked if the weather would postpone I just need a bath and time alone An affair is your methadone You’ve become monotone Kerosene Queen has overthrown In the the next life you will not drone, moan, clone, be a full-blown headstone, you will atone Child you are accident prone Do not roam Drop your sad Y chromosome Take this life and honey comb Something not monochrome Then build a new home The fire should be your own Oh god my life has gone to shit Every little bit Is counterfeit A thunder cloud hung within it This is what I get This is why I I’m hit I was too numb to admit
3.
Bridges 02:50
I tagged that bitch many times before Like a tattoo and always wanting more More male body parts than I cared for Just a street racer and bad kid to the core Always two ahead and one foot out the door Saying I’ll cross that bridge when i get off the floor One day it succumbed in a war There’s always war don’t know what for There was a lady that walked by with the uproar Fair-skinned, I tried to ignore She said when will they get to restore Never I said She tilted her head I said this life is war and nothing more and we’re all dead He killed a man and didn’t know his name For that he has valor and no shame Leaders are not to blame They don’t set every enemy town aflame Oh follow because others do the same Oh march on because you are easy to tame Fuck a war, nothings gonna change Someone will always wear a chain That’s not even why you came Selfishness will always reign Doesn’t matter who gets a bullet to the brain Successors die off but bloodshed will remain These people have only known pain The enemy is what you became War crime against a person, no need to explain Fuck the other side is part of the campaign We’re their other side, not clear to the inhumane There must be a nuke for every civilian terrain Yeah I burned that fucker down The bridge fell and I hope they drown I’m never going back to that town Everyone there is a fucking clown Does what their told without a sound I stole the crown Broke it and threw it to the ground In war people are often not found Do people really look around Because it seems there’s no value to surround We mindlessly live in a battleground
4.
A lot of people with friends wish they were mine Antisocial personality disorder is a hard friend to find Unless you know someone who’s committed a crime I’m not a serial killer though, nevermind Scrappy rapper happy scrapper rhymed My shit show music is undefined Industrial metal rap is the first of its kind Fun and concerning both combined Be my friend I make myself laugh all the time I am pleasantly uncomfortable at baseline I am often lauded as out of my god damn mind I once did scare that one man blind Show me how to blend in with humankind I am DNR if that ever comes up sometime I’m on a box checking spree HI? More like HIT SI? More like YES I agree Your mind? M-I-s-s-I-n-g Sure sign? Nothing you can see But I can hear, lol hashtag party emoji I am a new drug the others bored me The whole shebang, they call me holy Lord child they say, call me lordly They act like I am an evil spirit that needs freed I am a new god the others wanted me to read Delusions of grandeur, that’s not really my speed I am reinventing life where I am almighty guaranteed I am reinventing music; a ceiling no longer a need So psych ward, take heed I’m going to plug into this amp lined with tweed And all the lords children will say fuck yeah indeed Be my friend I have so many thoughts I crawled right the fuck out of the box If you hear gunshots Don’t duck or flee the sidewalks I have two glocks They’re after me ulike before-shots Ready aim shoot down on the spot Leave me behind if I get caught One of them is my friend who I don’t see a lot Other than that I like to be a lone flowerpot I try to sleep when people send emails and whatnot But I can make tea that’s hot We can sip and talk about why the fuck not Oh will you be my emergency contact I almost forgot This book is just a list of my quirks Arbitrary criteria for the frameworks I’m just an arrogant smart ass who smirks I do whatever works Call me a bipolar bitch who twerks
5.
Flash 02:52
Clouded, clouded Sky crowded, who allowed it Badlands had a drought hit Now each cloud hid I denounced it Tired of the frown Coming round with it I found a tape and rewound it What about it There was something but they drowned it Where will I run when there’s no way around it If there were shelter I would’ve found it I’ve never been well grounded The storm clouds surrounded Now did Anyone mark me as counted I ran away; rain pounded Badlands was my retreat Rain, rain said the drumbeat I sit on the concrete Is this defeat Crossing; 20 feet deep Where do I go to weep I seep I was just a black sheep I no longer made a peep I ascended with a sweep Taken up like in sleep I landed on my feet On an empty street Soaked in heat A car flipped like a fleet Thrown from the front seat Where is my home I need to take a seat To understand the obsolete I deplete I deceit I don’t greet Change or anything sweet Badlands was my retreat Rain, rain said the drumbeat I sit on the concrete Is this defeat Rain, rain take me away To another day This is sad I don’t want to say I run the badlands; make way I am astray The rainwater builds and I’m made of clay Mold me into something different than grey Don’t know what’s wrong anyway Badlands was my retreat Rain, rain said the drumbeat I sit on the concrete Is this defeat Yeah life changes in a flash I can’t look both ways since the whiplash The flood chased me out of a heat rash I learned to swim with a thrash I learned to love myself from a gash I learned to make fire from ash I made a wish on an eyelash Did I even want to rehash Badlands was my retreat Rain, rain said the drumbeat I sit on the concrete Is this defeat
6.
Mixtape 04:43
I made you a mixtape that’s not bad None of that shit is sad I’m not sad a lot of times I’m mad I wrote a song for every wound I had I ran out and wrote like a nomad I drifted away like a lily pad I was glad They all want me to go back to the same I wasn’t much of a flame I was too easy to tame I saw ocean wide and became Flip flop walked there in the rain I laugh now that I have a name They complain This rap and metal shit is strange You’re wasting you vocal range I’m making a anecdotal range The theme is change My former self I estrange She pocketed shortchange So fuck every little exchange I was born to interchange Someone said I sucked, I should get fucked I wonder how to reconstruct From feedback left by a dump truck I’m out of luck No one thinks outside the box so the radio gets turned up By a chump Icky but not Thump I’m not gonna bump All of it I lump Midair off this speed bump I’m just stumped Rogers and Hammerstein found a roof and jumped I just sat down and fucking slumped Maybe you won’t like what I brought There are songs that have thought Pick a genre, it’s got the lot They say rap is garbage but it’s really not If you listen to Kendrick and not Travis Scott I hated country until I found the sweet spot Of songs not of tractors but shooting people on the spot I like some pop but what songs? I forgot Millions of people sing so that don’t mean a lot I can’t with rock these days, I think it got bought I just lie and say, hey man, nice shot But those fuckers from the 90’s brought Too bad all of them ODed and whatnot Who is Billie eilish and why is she within earshot Meanwhile I made a poem come to life on the dot A Grammy to whomever is a little tea pot Because I want to pour them out and don’t want a spot I guess this is really all we got So your mixtape is like a rainbow There’s a lot of things I want to show You but you must know I live past the black hills where no one will go Where nothing seems to grow But I found something to sow Got out my little hoe Changed up the tempo Not it’s not stuck on funeral ass slow I ain’t good at allegro 130 and a drummer says no Didn’t change how deep the words went though Spun it like b-I-n-g-o Yeah fucker I got 5 ducks in a row That’s a joke I’m just Jane doe But ima always sing along to get low Even so I write songs and although No one hears them and I have nothing to owe This is how I see myself glow And every song on your mixtape I wrote you know You make words spill out like an outflow I wrote under a sky that was indigo I was red long ago No love could overthrow I had been caught in the undertow But broke off the radio And sat in my studio Let it all go Came to know Myself and said fuck an afterglow I’m no longer going to tiptoe I’m saving you for someday’s tomorrow Here’s your mixtape It’s late You can skip eight It was a mistake It escaped Now a fixed state Qui sait
7.
Confabulate 03:24
The amnesiac lies awake A mistake Does she know her memories are fake Empty, confabulate Do not take Says the bottle for the ache Break Open what’s at stake Who cares for your sake Another bottle doesn’t make Your sight less opaque They reiterate You don’t know your fate The damage is in a fixed state It is too late Drinking yourself into a stalemate Irate, to date, sedate, this rate, serrate, narrate, misstate, equate, innate, hate You’ll die alone, get that straight You acclimate She went through the windshield It’s gonna rain but she won’t yield Just as our lives had healed She kills herself on the battlefield I am disinclined To remind Her of the time She scared me blind Though her voicemails are kind I never looked behind She doesn’t deserve to lose her mind There’s nothing there to keep aligned Where will I find There was nothing I signed Nothing outlined I resigned Undefined I climbed Past a war crime I am a paradigm But the amnesiac is fine Goes merrily along with no spine She drank herself blind She crosses every line And this is not mine Life is hers to decline It is not my design There was never any shine She went through the windshield It’s gonna rain but she won’t yield Just as our lives had healed She kills herself on the battlefield You’ll die never having known Your life was as brittle as a bone You killed everything that had grown You’ll die alone I won’t visit your headstone You’ll die for what you did on your own You carved into yo in urself like in stone But your mind is like a dead phone Call and no one home She leaves nonsense at my tone Amnesiac smiles for reasons unknown Ruled a suicide full-blown She went through the windshield It’s gonna rain but she won’t yield Just as our lives had healed She kills herself on the battlefield
8.
Kite 02:35
Leyden jar Jar laden String laid in Fade in The maiden Played in The affright stayed in Trade in Storm for spark you can wade in Awaken Brazen A key to your house taken Skeleton key faded Mistaken For a layman Satan Hasten A kite invaded Skies shaded Raven Strung up safe haven Get off at the station With the spark causation Flying with your creation Lay foundation The key translation Opens an accusation Conjuration Storm cloud defamation Endangered education Jar Leyden No jar mason I’m coming before thunder In every storm in summer I wonder If I’m an outrunner I found the spark with a kite I saw the light Blindingly bright Prickling affright For a sight In a indigo night In flight A weather satellite Key-holed and held tight I want to find the white Insane and quite I don’t speak but I write Shock me back alive I have so far had to drive Into the ground, I strive I hide A key tied And lost up outside Rain cried The spark and I collide I am anew i lied No one laid beside The key I untied It didn’t open anything I tried Who am I, I replied Thunder at the seaside Not along for the ride I am ocean wide I need to wash over like the tide But the rain dried And I proved that I can’t decide In me there is a divide I am untrue and tried I am a kite pacified My life was disqualified I’m coming before thunder In every storm in summer I wonder If I’m an outrunner
9.
Rainbow 02:31
Sat down another paint pale I am tired of the fucking grey scale Of screaming in Braille Of library quiet and stale I went outside; I was too pale My life is no fairy tail I got up one day to fail I received black in the mail My life sits by a sign that reads for sale I’m doing it over tooth and nail I’m more than just the minor scale I’m Persian minor and rebel Such a mess that you can’t tell If it’s music or if I just don’t play well Chromatic but I will never be pastel I spun the color wheel and landed on red God damn that color; always going to my head Blood, bloody knuckle sky, a man dead Comin in with that lead Always finding a new way to be bled Anyway ignore what I just said The hooded girl who became instead Nothing like what you read Cue ball white 8 ball smite No rainbow in sight Dark after the light Odd one out left outright Blue 2 is bright Commonplace birthright I’m the saboteur alright Black-hearted with all my might Scatter, chaos reigns to excite The thunder is why I made the kite My rainbow bled like a fight The picture book wasn’t right Cue ball stared at nothing, lucite Suddenly it faded; always finite The dry sky so black I thought it was night The sun spared no moonlight I had been chasing a weather satellite Blue is for a rainy day streak When the sun doesn’t shine for over a week Not all sunshine and rainbows; she won’t speak There’s a tear that rolls down her cheek The blue was bleak We’re just people underneath We bleed from the bleach We figure from speech But you cannot reach So go inside; find peace My life is no fairytale Those have no pain scale The rainbow ended in hail I’m still gay without fail There was no unicorn; maybe a ponytail The sun went ahead and decided to bail My life is still going to veer off trail Tracking along like a snail My family still gonna go through my mail A bitch may end up in retail But nonetheless I prevail And take down the fucking sign that says for sale
10.
To Have Torn 03:22
If I were a hurricane I’d be the evil eye A passerby Torn down from the sky The known flits in reply Time may fly But keep the ground on standby Don’t bother to try Your home tears by The tolerance wasn’t high The middle is not awry To the core I pry Screaming where am I I sigh The commotion never seems to shy Because my life is a battle cry Run down the street Bare feet Glass beneath I destroy everyone I meet I am the skip and I am the fleet I do not play neat No wrangler has me beat Cut from a sheet Not the same cloth as a ghost or belief Not from a sheath Blow over a new leaf Lie in a pile, lost in grief Of the girl I used to defeat I am bittersweet Start again but I meet Watchers meek They peek Seek to leak Photographs of havoc I wreak I am on a streak Fuck up every day of the week Do not speak I shriek I am the center of this My wind blows like a kiss It’s a blitz That splits A nest off Where it sits I am in a storm that hits I start off by calling it quits By throwing violent fits I am a martyr who sits I am shard that never fits I am what not ms I reminisce In my center there once was bliss That now none of us gets I am demolition in your midst I throw down my fist I break my wrist It’s you I’ve I missed Number 1 on my shitlist I come out swinging with a twist I am everything they resist I hate that I exist I cannot desist Tear it all down I hissed The earth and I can’t coexist I have ruined everything especially myself The wreckage is all I’ve felt I was the thundercloud that fell I swept away our home as well Opposites attract; storm and quell Just as well as shotgun to shell You are no longer centered can you tell You are in line with a belt
11.
I cancelled all of my appointments They called and said please don’t disappoint us You need an anointment And you’ll put us out of employment I run away with enjoyment I am the opposite of buoyant I am avoidant I am an annoyance With flamboyance I prance Right out of that circumstance And dance While still in public with many a glance No no they maintain their stance Come back give us a second chance I’m breaking up for a bad romance Woah oh oh oh I stole some plants Who needs therapy when you have to fuck up in advance I went merrily along without any pills I felt like I was in Beverly Hills The dress attire was frills Why have I always paid all these bills Why did I have a job when I am so unskilled I went to my old job looking like a million bucks Hear ye hear ye faces of fuck Today you’re all in luck I threw all your shit in the garbage truck And your moms told me you all suck I’m famous now; you should be starstruck Please invite me to the next potluck I dropped in on a meeting Hello all i wish I was bringing an ass beating I’d just like to say I’m well and that bears repeating I called every blocked number in my phone Many of them did not wish to atone I said I have been alone Are you plans for tonight currently unknown I scheduled too many dates and should have shown No one called probably cause they were blocked til the tone I listened to every message pick a bone I called back and said that i had to postpone My whole family died and I ran out of methadone Fuck you for whatever you did cabron I went to my old job looking like a million bucks hear ye hear ye faces of fuck I dropped on on a meeting Hello all i wish I was bringing an ass beating I’d just like to say I’m well and that bears repeating I have a lot to say to the children out there So with such wisdom I’d decided I’d share Don’t do drugs kids or just don’t write it on a questionnaire Love thine others play fair yet square Smoking kills that’s why I have healthcare Don’t smoke in bed that’s why I’m missing hair Don’t tell lies because you’re stupid and we’re aware Respect your elders because my life needs prayer Watch your mouth cause there’s a grown up rule I won’t share Put your shit away because I sure won’t, so there Go head and lean back and fall out your fuckin chair Don’t have sex kids you’ll have to worry about child care That shits expensive give that child enough for cab fare I went to church with a big ole hat Lord Jesus help you child and all that Sunday school was confused when I sat You are 27 so scat I went to town hall like a diplomat Hear ye hear ye bitches lookin fat Many a fuckface bureaucrat Enough chitchat It’s time to to appoint me autocrat You will now engage in mortal combat Please turn down the thermostat Ring ring Jess please come back I’m about to snap like Kodak Listen that doctor’s a quack He mistakes megalomaniac For making a wisecrack I popped a fruit snack Climbed through the back of my hatchback Locked out again like a hijack None of you understand my zodiac My soundtrack You just stick me in a blister pack Jess you are ill, we can’t have you crack You about to be blocked clack I came off of my meds and now I’m god In dollar tree reigning abroad Out of dollar tree now outlawed Everyone began to applaud Yes, to all of you a brief nod
12.
Satellite 02:27
Circulation Interpolation Slave for this great nation I am at a known location Above earth in its rotation Satellite vocation Back to the station Circulation Divination But the Voodou sorceress is Haitian Haiti black magic indignation Evil Eye affects the causation But the phone tells you about precipitation Ha how bout that weather fixation Tv tv tv narration Weather man gets a standing ovation Green screen dreamed keenly seeming to beam a stream of sunbeams screaming it’s teeming go out gleaming and sun screening blue sky leaning grass greening Weather man is intervening I am the earpiece with no meaning I am far above earth What is it worth I diverge A life without urge A life I purge Vividly Storms below mimicry What I know no differently Simplicity Voodou sorceress has affinity For wicked trickery She vindictively Guesses unskillfully No validity I see what she cannot see In orbit unfree I foresee Without eyes or a person to be I know what will happen to me I will not go free I am used with a key Fuck the leaves in the tea So I’ll be on nbc That’s a guarantee And the sun will shine as we referee We bring you vitamin D Like the phone shows you caller Id Sorcery on your tv What we don’t know is our reality
13.
Overcast 02:59
My time has almost passed I am no wife, I am last To the party, the outcast I lost my way, but they never asked I stood outside with the overcast The forecast such a contrast In this life I was miscast In this life it went by too fast Asleep standing up It’s my understanding of Handling Long-standing Stranding That it seems I’ve had enough I sit at home alone Here no one throws a stone I wear my fingers to the bone Writing songs that postpone The feeling of being grown And not having a life of my own I don’t answer the phone I’m now someone I’ve never known Why my god damn psychiatrist gotta retire Now I have to put up a flier Solid ground for hire I aspire To walk a tight wire Be someone I admire Be the talk of the town crier Inspire I’m surrounded by barbed wire How to keep in a wildfire Is that what I desire I plug into an amplifier Sing like the song must transpire Like there’s no date to expire I never tire Preaching to a tone deaf choir I’m home free call me a liar Asleep standing up It’s my understanding of Handling Long-standing Stranding That it seems I’ve had enough

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