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Genre
Charts
Peak #12,828
Peak in subgenre #7,757
Author
B.M.W.
Uploaded
February 02, 2003
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MP3 2.8 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
bucc)
The people in my peep hole. I get nearly battered to death by the sound of my buzzer - clear the night out my eyes, scratch my behind n' be like wuz up? semi conscious clumsy tumbling outta my bunk bed - searchin for a pair of boxers in a bedlam junk spread - I gotta day after gettin' drunk head n' really need to sleep - not knowin' yet that this day I'll trade away TV to peep on peeps - one eye pressed against the glass separating me from people - that i observe livin' life on the other side of my peephole - So with a blurred vision, still fighting against regurgitation - I watch schmucks n' weirdos serve me with fascination - well fed, dick hard, sixty year old sexual re-tards - celebrating business, filling up Asian boys with credit cards - Two innocent looking pretty pre-teen girls braggin' loudly bout - sexual experiences like how many cocks they've sucked - A sad clown crying himself to sleep with a smile on his lips - n'a junkie breast feeding her daughter while she trips -
Chorus (bucc)
This is --- My vision! This is what I've seen - Sometimes in real life n' sometimes in dreams - It's the people in my peephole they teach me about life - Always on my side through both good times n' strife -
(BMW)
This vision will blind your damn optic...flee the cockpit eject if I'm off topic/
if you witnessed what I saw, you'd be ...shit..stop this/
nonsense, bang your head till bloody against the walls kid.../
spit elapsed time until the Moonshine see's the solstice.../
fall off fears while I stare through blinds tilted it's clear/
I'm boostin' you up from the rear/
pristine life of a family, shit I forgot I'm alone still../
see the image mother, father, and daughter, hold the chrome/
to my forehead and pull...nah I just leave the bulls to rome' pamplon'/
I breeze through the day uneasy, catch another glance out the venetian/
while the rays creep in' I find the shine to shorten my breathen/
sieze me to darkness..where I know I can sleep in/
A vagrant vagabond, set on this earth with no time left/
breathe heavily then release in life I do find stress/
do believe I find it hard to percieve fate ...do I accept it?/
..bucc, and bm...testin the pressures and This is.../
Chorus
