Stars & Shards

I used to know this **** Sunny who was ironically dark

Never consumed by the money but selling Joe in the park

But selling joe in the park

Became a main habit of his bagging the piff

Cornucopia is calling, the man is blacker than myth

It wasn't simple, simpler than previous maturity

He was lacking it, he was never mischievous

Devious was closer, only relevant if leaving us

He was too afraid, so he stayed for us to believe in trust

Honesty was the commodity he'd never possess, never the less

Manipulate a woman, beating his chest, reaping the stress

Seeking a breast, wreaking of cess

Hear the pitter patter listen and latter, weeping to death

Without a shoulder to cry on, no one left to rely on

He was followed by some men in black like the belt of Orion

In the report

Said he was caught dead in the snort and was shredded

He never even embedded the thought

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

So let me start from the beginning

I'll pad the middle with simple

Cutest of the children always displaying a dimple

Never talking out of line

Or defined as he fought the vine

But an awkward spine left him severed over single

Proud in the corridors, a wrong in yours

While the janitor was mopping floors

He was dropping whores on all fours

Left her begging for a reason

Treason left him cold, never froze for an evening

But the body heat never seemed to keep his body sweet

On another meet, looking for another blonde to beat

Now the streets became his mistress, turning his witness

'Cause when a wig splits

You don't know who'll be holding the hit list

So switch shift, and stumbling on the war path

Whores bark, meditating up in the raw dark for more dark

He's knowing that's when the war starts

Cutting more lines than disabled kids up in Thorpe Park

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

I said the life that you're living don't seem to be making sense

Shaking pence out the cookie jar, looking hook on the bends

Losing friends, rookie, he spends all of his tens

On the little bit of leaf that'll leave him stuck in the ends

He started to shot, using the plot, itching his scrot'

Little street corner located, dropping his crop

Others would watch, smother the block under the spot

Till he found himself surrounded by brothers robbing his gwap

Didn't seem to be the average type, caught a badge in sight

Coppers turning foxes and it just wasn't the rabbit's night

He wasn't known for just a couple of minutes

Scrolling through his phone trying to bell a couple of digits

But nobody would answer

Chancer, who took his last chance at a glance in the drug deal stance

And now he dance with the devil in the park by the treble

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle

Stars & shards of glass will harm if they meddle