I'm sipping cold and slow while careful to keep my
all my friends are going death
and breathing’s just a waste
in the kingdom of hell
you and i would bastardize the
black jesus on a burning cross
even nuns getting splashed by
as we're pricked with the sandspurs of time
who will
Cut it til its gutted
I let my weight fluctuate. fuck.
Yes,
It is very true
Part of my skeleton is stained black
don’t get me wrong I know something is wrong
and now
all of you dead doves on sustaining streets
becoming soulmates with
i fiend it fair
when hell will melt
the misery me and
Come on, truly it was always dusted fly dead in
its kind of like love but a little more important
kind
so we are on a poor, but potentially lovely ship
and
another fuck in the pocket
im drunkest in the flood
seven seven
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