Seven Star, Enoch – Ba'al Riddance

I’m an emotional terrorist. / When hurt I hurt through vocal outbursts in consecutive spurts. / I know I’m only making matters worse. / There’s no stopping me. / Bull in a lamp store everyone watching me. / Don’t want my kids growing up to be like me obviously. / I’m starting to see. / I’m not splitting hairs I’m parting the seas. // I’ve committed crimes to souls so pardon me please. / This asshole I can be incarcerates me. / I need a stoicism pill and I don’t mean that sarcastically. / Bassically I’m a catch. / In other words a match / lighting fires through open doors or kicking them off the latch. / I’m a downer like Rachel Dratch. / I urge you, don’t get attached. / Stay the fuck back. Preserve / what we have before I do something you don’t deserve. / Oh the fucking nerve. / My favorite’s the vital. / Always ready with a comeback like I practiced at recital. / It’s suicidal. / I need Buddha dressed as Jesus toting a rifle, / but all three are false idols. / So I definitely don’t have any use for your bible / or any of the books from you rivals / and now you’re stifled.

Fuck you (repeated)
You stuck (repeated)

Only a very few have my back. / What the rest of the globe lacks / can mount to stacks / that / shed new light to the phrase racks on racks. / Fuck out of here. / I need a new friend like I need and asshole on my arm. / The grass grew blades that could harm / and all the snakes evolved a way they could charm. / A poetic way to say I don’t carry all the eggs or leave the milk in the barn. / Friends become foes. / Family love erodes. / And everything you hold / dearest to your soul / seems to explode, / but really I implode. / I merely lack the code / to my own stronghold. / Within these walls / I protect my flights and falls. / If I let you ins to help me light these halls. / Bring the dark and I might bite and claw. / Study, strike and maul / your heart right until bloodied and raw. / Pride comes before the inner brawl. / When the fight begins nobody wins until you’re purged of your sins and flaws. / Out of gods graces after I worshiped Baal. / All I can do is tell my fury to stall / until neuroplasticity befalls / and eliminates my propensity for all this gall. / That is all in all. /