untitled
sell your soul
for a roof
fell through the holes
in your truth
hell turned cold
to the proof
that we pour
out for those who fell through
hello
can i help you
elbow
i can sell you
long arm of the law
been crooked as fuck
pawn off the claws
looks like it’s finally looking up
made a song with my flaws
devil cabbage I’m cookin up
can we get along with what we’ve lost
gotta keep it pushing for the bucks
could never get more than what’s gone has cost us
to reality i’m kyrie shook them for the rush
your sins put them all on the cross
elephant in the room took them for their tusks
hush hush
don’t get fired by the big boss
on the beat im your grandma
i’m cooking it with love
damn god why you took them
my blood
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I love all the many different phrases blending together here, and all the subtle meanings.
Nice list poem of ‘sayings and cliche phrases!