Blow My Candle Out (Spose)

If there really is a big fluffy Jesus in the clouds let him know right now that I take it all back If there really is a muscular, cackling, red devil in the ground, you should tell him save me a shack But since I never saw either at my local Walmart shopping yelling at their kids in front of my optics I've been operating under the premise that neither existed because I base my beliefs in logic But if it's really true would you say when my body is in the ground I'll either float on up or drop right down Then I'm nervous for the verdict As a person I'm imperfect Ive been doing dirt lurking in the gutter with the vermin I don't deserve to go north when I'm gone glim finished rivers swan shaped bongs Some big tittied angels floating over ponds Singing songs more soothing than bed, bath, and beyond No, I deserve my skin scorched, skies made of skulls Sasquatch is made of fire as I fall into a gulch everything black I'd give my left nut and my dick for the chance to go back You and I both know I can't shut my mouth But before you blow my candle out Would you please just listen to me here right now? Before you blow my candle out Cause if I had a second time around, I would turn it all around Man thats what they all say, you're done No, no, no, no, shut the fuck up and listen for once cause I've been sitting on your shoulder As you've grown colder All of these years yelling in your ear But you wouldn't hear You had another plan, too big for little me Let me put it in a rap simile You'll understand, I gave you a fair shake Kind of like a ferris wheel, during a earthquake Get it? like you did it when you had it couldn't get it locked down No don't bother with a frown You were healthy in the mental Potential with the pencil Could've just filled in the stencil But you're tempted by the devil Content to just to settle get a bronze medal You laid your picnic in the wrong meadow Cause now you're trembling and mumbling defending what you've done to him you took the low road, there's a toll booth coming! and guess whose in the booth? man, not I It's the one that the burglars are meeting when they die And the murders and neighborhood circlers guy It's not a piece of cake if you want a piece of the pie So I'll have dinner with the winners While you simmer with the sinners Turn your summers into winters What a bummer you can whimper You could've been a star just a glimmer Now let me blow your candle out and make it dimmer Ladies and gentlemen of the congregation we are gathered here today to celebrate the loss of a demon, Peter Sparker And may he never live again a scourge on this earth may our children never repeat his mistakes (hallelujah) And may he burn eternally What do you want me to do? you fucking sorry excuse you dug your own hole lying and dude No, no, no, that apology is cute But all will be through I'll blow your candle like the chances you blew Yea, you had some moments in the ratings But then you'd always go skulking in the shade again You disappointed your family shamed friends I got a list heres the order of my list that it's in, it goes your daughter, your mother, your girl, your brother, jeff, cam, matt, your father, sister, and some others So while you wither like Bill your little life will be forgotten while you're rotting wikipedia pages They will be fading While you're waiting For a pardon from this run-on sentence unpunctuated arson while you stand there Bare your closet full of skeletons dancing like the flames on your hair Hey don't be like em all spose you're your own foes make this bed of coals you can go to sleep there