Dib Dooley - I've Conjured A Mess.

The radio's a-pounding in my ear
It speaks the words only of a seer
And I'm getting distracted by its prophecies
I think I owe it an apology

For conjuring this mess
Putting this spellbook to the test
I've summoned up a riot
Now I'm starting to miss the quietness of the room I'm in
As I will it into sin
So are you in
To hear where I've been

You'll need a dark sense of humor packed inside your flesh
Cause the story is anything but clean or fresh
Basically I'm trying to change who I was
Cause my friends are gonna drop me if I kill the buzz

So I'm conjuring a mess
Laying my insecurities to rest
But I've summoned up a pest
Now the demons wanna put my soul to the test
In this party that I'll host
I'm definitely not the most in their eyes
I feel the dread
Wishing I was dead

I hear a knock on the door
The spirits push me forth
I open up to the gore
The haunting sight of a corpse
And I'm upset but engrossed
The ones that hurt me the most
I am going to host
Cause now all my friends are ghosts

Written by:
Brooklynn Dooley

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