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wreckless driving
8 years ago
🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 🐾 <3 wreckless driving is fun when im holding a gun
blinded by the sun
its cool
even when im not obeying traffic signs or rules of the road
give me the right of way because my turns are sharper than a double edged sword
i like to follow old ladies home in the middle of the deadest of nights
...gentlemanly, of course
because ive got a thousand horse
power 20 seconds for maybe an hour or more
...but this was before cell phones and dash cams
im on the lam doing a hundred 40 yards/hour dashing waving "hi, bye." to the cops as i fly by
give me a high 5 if we get away
sometimes i get stopped
often im smashed ans trashed and crash
sometimes i throw fits and fists
sometimes i overturn vehicles when im rolling and pissed.
...too many to list.
every time the clock strikes noon i get naked i laugh cry and howl at the moon
i joke and smoke and choke on the fumes, i wonder if itll come too late or too soon.
or sooner or later, fuck im in the paper again. i make my mother cry
again and again and again....
i went to the diner in my slippers and bath robe plastered
...but im a great person, a bitch and a bastard
taking for granted
i swear off my oaths and take it too far and wish upon my lucky charms rainbows hearts clovers and stars.
one time, i crashed my audi into a parked car
once i hit and ran a car off the road into crumpled bits of metal and shards. i turned it into a tin can
im the antithesis of a fix it man
i like to play "monsters on the roof", but theres no proof.
once i got into an accident for driving too slow, but that time there was 3 meters of ice and snow in my own credit.
i once jerked off along side a bus full of nuns and men of the cloth just for kicks, they "ooohhh'd and awwww'd", they probably liked my dick.
i nodded off on the road behind the wheel of a jeep, but my dead homie reached for the wheel and pulled us back onto the street
...i said i was cool, but he told me i should get some sleep.
"fuck you," i said,
"get out of my head; its only heroin. this is my car, maybe we wont get far, but driving is the only thing that keeps me under control." (except for the one i stole, but thats another story entirely).
theres nothing like flying off the road to make you feel alive; anyone feel like going for a ride?
blinded by the sun
its cool
even when im not obeying traffic signs or rules of the road
give me the right of way because my turns are sharper than a double edged sword
i like to follow old ladies home in the middle of the deadest of nights
...gentlemanly, of course
because ive got a thousand horse
power 20 seconds for maybe an hour or more
...but this was before cell phones and dash cams
im on the lam doing a hundred 40 yards/hour dashing waving "hi, bye." to the cops as i fly by
give me a high 5 if we get away
sometimes i get stopped
often im smashed ans trashed and crash
sometimes i throw fits and fists
sometimes i overturn vehicles when im rolling and pissed.
...too many to list.
every time the clock strikes noon i get naked i laugh cry and howl at the moon
i joke and smoke and choke on the fumes, i wonder if itll come too late or too soon.
or sooner or later, fuck im in the paper again. i make my mother cry
again and again and again....
i went to the diner in my slippers and bath robe plastered
...but im a great person, a bitch and a bastard
taking for granted
i swear off my oaths and take it too far and wish upon my lucky charms rainbows hearts clovers and stars.
one time, i crashed my audi into a parked car
once i hit and ran a car off the road into crumpled bits of metal and shards. i turned it into a tin can
im the antithesis of a fix it man
i like to play "monsters on the roof", but theres no proof.
once i got into an accident for driving too slow, but that time there was 3 meters of ice and snow in my own credit.
i once jerked off along side a bus full of nuns and men of the cloth just for kicks, they "ooohhh'd and awwww'd", they probably liked my dick.
i nodded off on the road behind the wheel of a jeep, but my dead homie reached for the wheel and pulled us back onto the street
...i said i was cool, but he told me i should get some sleep.
"fuck you," i said,
"get out of my head; its only heroin. this is my car, maybe we wont get far, but driving is the only thing that keeps me under control." (except for the one i stole, but thats another story entirely).
theres nothing like flying off the road to make you feel alive; anyone feel like going for a ride?
Flip-the-Husky
~flip-the-husky
Hope all this is just poetry and didn't happen in real life. If it did sorry I hear.
