The Birds and the B-Sides

i already have b-sides and i don't even have a single recording for the actual mixtape yet. But here's a snip of what i think is going to be cut off due to lack of fitting in a beat


But were like fight club
We don't talk, DON'T TALK about our love
Just hold it in corked till it ages
But unlike wine it will burst in spontaneous
Shards of emotions
Aged to strike and burn
Like bullets guided by our feelings divided
And those eyes that kill is just an understatement
Of what your whole organism does premidated
But you need a hit man to assist
In the sinking of this ship that we built
The man for hire but lower in society
As to accept service for money
This service without a vice
Add the x on my life for the added price
Is how I see it.
My heart is collateral
But now it doesn't matter


Boomerang me into the past
Before you rang him for the boom
Before the flowers I gave you bloomed
Don't forget the part where they rot
Don't know if you cared or not
But these lies wrap the gifts
I recieved from you
Funny though how i could see thru
The wrapper which you saved for the following year becuase after all
Why waste great paper?
When I can enjoy it again
The tag is the same
From you to me
This time around I see

Do I deserve it
Before we sailed aboard our ship
Our sights ever starboard
Approaching some far away harbor
And the stars dance
To give light to our romance
Land in the distance but never reached


Also, can't think of a good title for this