Time is Slowly Dripping

明天会比今天好

I was built out of clouds of steam, my heat composed from rhymes at a molecule level/your face is RNA composing the sweetest oif proteins/help me redefined my kindess to model your beauty, i mean my duty is to be like th gods, change the structure of my imperfections by all odds, not many can reach the level of sainthood, so let me transform the wrongs to good, or atleast find peace, and a bite to eat give me giftcards to plastic surgeons i’ll heal these scars each and very week, don’t make me a pariah i beg you, i should be your messiah but, i guess im a pharisee, grab the fire and perish by me