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Cycling Through Habits

by BarbarianLunatic

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Dragons and Rats Are Caught In Our Nets My mind is wondering towards sex Obsessed with having sex nothing else is on my mind my crotch is anxious my vision blind a trend to be unkind I want relief a woman’s touch not anyone I’m out of touch My feelings I tried so long to be alone to watch no porn I never managed never sane madness comes and plays its games I feel heavy I feel weird my hand is reaching for my beard then for my pants I slide them down suddenly my junk is out I don’t know how but there it is I told the truth I want this bliss I want a woman only one I cannot have her so I run towards my hand and fantasy that stuff will never set me free unless I choose to let it go It tries to keep me animal I want to grow and be in flow this feels so heavy terrible.
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See me go Hear me say how I wanted you to stay still moved on went along with my life still cut porn out of it angry fits angry tantrums never quit It was a long road I still ain’t done some of my shit might be gone others I have yet to face life sure is a turtle race Marshall said it in 8 Mile Marshall had and lost his style. Style was there when he could rap alone with words that drew a map a story — unveiling traps times of old history in words unfolds Interesting is what I say my life has never been the same I wanted to rap since I know when I didn’t know how until it began I found my style that sure was weird cause nobody clapped, or cheered They turned it off they begged me to I continued I pushed on through I had no mind for quitters and had no time for bidders For some of them bode me to opinionise my music and my written scheiß I refused that drove them mad they wanted to speak up but had no balls to come out on their own piggy-backing on my flow me them sacking all night long There you have it. I tried real hard. I even made some German tartes Tartes of words for Germany until I realised: I hate thee! It’s not the language! It is me. I hate that language Germany. Place of birth that ruined it They tried to claim me but I quit I quit on lies from governments I quit on stench from suited men I quit on smiles from phony folks and sure I quit on German VOLK. We had our time now it is done I never quit from you I run towards a land somewhere else just not here I ring your bells I make you miss me Well, too bad. You may not miss me. Boy, I’m glad. You cannot have me that’s for sure my soul is free and that is good. Inside is heaven outside is hell when I am in heaven I smile in hell You may not get this but I sure do I flip you the finger and still love you! That guy is crazy says the folks that laugh at farts and angry jokes That run to doctors to be sliced instead of training you’re all biased you could work out and stretch a bit but you’re all lazy I’ve had it I tried to tell you you’re too proud so in the end you have that gout from too much coffee too much meat too much toffee and too much greed now nature comes and pays your debts but worry not it ends with death.
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Fappism 07:23
I’m on the verge of collapsing although I said I won’t That’s right I mean that fapping it’s still tagging along I tried to stop for years now but it is all I got When I’m alone and fear comes, then what is there to do? Than reaching in my panties to play a little tune? My flute is my penis that’s all I got… I have ten fingers that’s all I got I cannot sing I cannot dance I cannot do without romance what people do that know to dance I cannot tell don’t understand… how they can do what I cannot I have a body have I not? I have 10 fingers that can play A flute of wood instead of flesh when I have wood I reach for flesh instead I could have learned to web string into shape that’s called crochet First I had nothing and then a hat AMAZING! How is that? Don’t get strong now they need you weak listen to them if you are weak you are a victim that is good you pay them tax and eat their food you buy their petrol buy their cars you need all that for you got scars you have emotions you’ve been hurt they want all that so you resort to feeding them instead of you so what is porn but you abused? Tell me what you feel! be honest, be real! Take a pen and paper write a line or two see where this is going and learn to listen to your emotions on the page they show you how you feel inside no escape but feeling, right? The truth is that news is distracting you from the real you that dwells inside all this time keep looking now and never bow to cowards. Stand up - be proud no looking down be proud of life and pay the price for living. to be alive one must face depression and that corrupt state by being strong and seeing wrong and learning to unmask those gongs that lie to you that are the fools that cannot see the you I do the version of your self that does have no need for porn and mast- urbation. I got you there I know you well cause I was there! I was depressed and all of that I hated state and all of that an angry brat too small to glow too low to shine and suddenly I felt real fine I pushed on through that what I feared Once in a while REAL ME appeared he showed me how to do my work to give to people that have jerked their life out of their penis that used a hand to whine that sapped their strength a heinous act of shame: a crime. A crime to life for you are worth more than that so quit that whine. they want you trapped don’t give them that so make a choice and raise your voice with a smile they are the vile ones. We have to show them how bad they are how corruption fills no hearts how they are wrong and out of place so let us rise and make this place a better place for us and them why pretend and live in shame? The end. Is the beginning. Is marking a new start. I die while I am grinning while others count their farts, afraid to let go never bold eating shit quit, quit, quit. move on push through groove on: It’s foolproof! almost…
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I came too early and then too late my hair too long my calves too thick Man what is wrong with all these chicks? I tried loving a woman nay 5 scratch that it was thirteen I tried all my life I lived with them got dissed got banned from bedrooms wanted tattoos but got even dissed for that that again? seriously? I thought you was different but now you got furiously pissed again. I’m sick of that want more of that better argument than none of that hear your bickering sounds like warhammer and suddenly I hear love whispers oh, wait I’m sorry I’m late I forgot you I just didn’t know how to love you that’s the truth. tell me woman could you please let me rest and help me please I don’t want your bickering I want you you crazy thing what was that? you fight with me? none of that then love me please stop talking don’t you get it mate? she doesn’t want your words too late your woman is pure emotion she wants you real close as close as water to ocean but you only use words she wants your hips to thrust gentle now wants you strong and with muscled not fat and lame not shy or tame MUSTANG man up and live love stop soothing her start fuse with her she is a woman so muse with her make music tell a witty joke that says “I’m not a hoax” that says I see what’s happening underneath their lies so stop with all that fapping and also with your lies She don’t care for words she cares for deeds who cares why you’re lazy it’s you that she needs so feel your self work for that start listen to that angry brat inside of you the other shoe so listen now I tell you this so you can start this bickering stay silent now go make a vow and save your strength for awesome sex it’s happening to you my friend to me as well go live in hell if you like I looked for heaven all my life and one day mate I realised that heaven is beneath your lies not yours but mine so see your self start listening and feel your self I did my work I tell you now if you want heaven no more lazy now no excuse she is a muse inspires you her beauties for you so look at her and learn to love her through your fear no more bear but worship hold her close no more farts toilets are for smelly gas toilets are for taking shits not for sex so learn your bit my words might confuse you I’ll give you a hint: you are confused and I keep grinning I call you boy and you get mad then maybe stop to masturbate then maybe work on emotions and understand why women are oceans. START!
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All Day Long 07:08
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released April 1, 2023

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My name is Christopher Reusch and I have a very broad background. I am an artist in all kinds of fields and my main driver is self-improvement and spirituality. My goal is o be the best version of my self that I can be and I like to challenge my self in all kinds of fields. Please consider buying an album if you like it. Thanks!

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