Wednesday, August 8, 2012


by Calros Ocampo

Three eyes, three eyes
With it I can see what she’ll reply, she’ll reply
They make it seem like this is all a part of nature
Well then watch me defy
Momma said just do some labor
“Fuck the bullshit”, is what I reply
She wishes I can succeed with a major
Something I can’t abide by
Adults tryna give me lectures
Because I have red eyes
Now mix it with some jager
My vision is tie dye
Kinda weird how our existence isn’t free
We’re locked up and you’re the master key
Based on others opinions is how you prefer to be
To get set free
The number of your eyes must be three

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