dialectical kid

blue eyes

black hair

fast

and dangerous

blue eyes

black hair

fast

and dangerous

hold your breath

i'm coming in

i hear your lungs

they drum and fear

your straw is tied to weeds and springs

i feel your heart your blood and veins

shivers

you given me the creeps

whispers

say it all

he was a male and the men around town

some said a dialectical clown

i say whatever he did

he definitely was a dialectical kid

living in the street

he was fast

dialectical beat

could it last

night is at day and the day is at night

whenever they got him he was out of sight

left him by i held his hand

a hush of dust embraced the land

i stole your honor

killed your pride

i hate your freedom late at night

thunder

preasure

i hear you

lush

he was a male and the men around town

some said a dialectical clown

i say whatever he did

he definitely was a dialectical kid

living in the street

he was fast

dialectical beat

could he last

night is at day and the day is at night

whenever they got him he was out of sight

blue eyes

black hair

fast

and dangerous

blue eyes

black hair

fast

and dangerous