Barry Pablo - Poisoned Kids, Pt. 2 lyrics

When I’m not writing words then
I open my mouth and spit out all the verbs
Close look in my mind
I’m clouded with blurbs
And I’m trying to stay up
In this house of cards
Spinning out when I chik chik
Barry, Barry you can't run from it
Enjoy it while it lasts

What is grief if not love preserving?
I’ve been hearing beef from above
Loyalty is earned
Relationships burned from the inside
I see ash
Catching bodies will bring your weight
Down on the dash
When you stuck in an ill-defined, babe
Just speak yo mind
It don’t hurt to say your truth
Unless a fist involved
For the men and women confused
Know Cupid’s never wrong
If you found your mate
They’d never put bruises on your face
Now Wilma and Fred were
Rocky but never crumbled
Ha, Adrian passed but Rocky kept
Fighting for his son
Now I know that love will hurt
Like Maddie and Nate but
You gotta watch out for the
Fakes and find the real
If it works at first base then
You know it is a steal
Cupid got me starving cause I
Know she is a meal but is she the right
Fit like Cinderella’s shoe?
I wanna find the right one
Only if it stays true, now
Glittery eyes
Butterflies in my unconscious mind
I see a vision of a girl, embodiment of sex
My chest is pumping
Is this real? Am I put at rest?
The singing atmosphere is piercing
Is this like a test?
The girl, she put her arm around me
I feel like a kid
Middle school lust, broken trust
But it’s like a gift
I shift my sides towards her
My eyes are running deep
I see much more than a girl with flowing hair
I keep to myself but it’s
Ride when I’m on one i’m on tons
My red sun is life responsibilities
Ability to make myself gone, it’s not reality
It’s like a fallacy but it’s true
My crew only see white clouds
And not the blue
This girl is what I must need
She’s all I see
My fingers travel freely through
Her introverted body
While I wonder if I’m good
Enough, am I inverted, honey?
It’s just a party, me and you
I’m thinking of contact while I salivate
Should we make it official like a pact?
Your like my lucid dream come
To life in a facade
Is it sad that a substance can
Be turned into a fad?