i can see the magic
in every minute
because i live the life of a tragic idiot
lo and behold
during every catastrophe
God says hello
and then he laughs at me
i live in static panic
because everythings gone wrong
but just when i cant stand it
the angels send me new song
theyre all so awesome
and they wouldnt exist
if i werent ripped raw
and beaten to shit
if i wasnt screaming on fire
in a world burned bad
i would not have scribed this
or been inspired with that
so when everything is hopeless
and your days feel doomed
when youre at the at the end of your rope
and youre fuming smoke in plumes
when you know your broken
and theres nothing you can do
just poke fun at hopeless tragedy
no matter how bad it be
this world is just a comedy
so corrupt that honestly
we’re all fucked so cosmically
these oddities come on to me
say ben produce your poetry
just scribe an other ode to me
the king of all calamity
and you’ll reach this mastery
of mayhem crafted misery
and then faster and then faster we
will expose behind the curtain
freed
the knowledge all was meant to be
so you must be a suffering lover
its your fate
but oh mother fucker
your poems will be so great
lo and behold
during every catastrophe
God says hello
and then laughs at me