someflyyguy
attention i try to garner
while hiding behind armor
it's like I'm trying to barter
to a t-rex with an armchair
in a dream you see a calm stare
awake to use your palm hair
to stop that alarm blear
and then get eating by a darn bear
imagine a bar where
you drink and your mar stares
suddenly you hear a far snare
signalling a sexy bar dare
I'm an armchair
watch your arm there!
it's not your loose hair, it's our hair!
watch out there's a car there!
i'm hitting this armchair
because words are hard paired
when you rhyme to pass cares
holding breath trying to scar air
what is an armchair
its a place for your ass yeah
to sit and think about past cares
but they've passed
i'm bored of this armchair
i want to part here
and go to spar bears
and rip apart mayors
for being ass pairs
i was sitting in an armchair
when i noticed an arm there
severed from our bear
he was hit by a car