i keep laughing as i hear this screaming in my head a beauty queen fallen a homeless man in my bed flies swarming in the kitchen weeds growing in the den i need a pink pill just to remember all the places that i've been i keep crying while i'm pulling out my hair why doesn't that bug fall out of my head I CAN'T HEAR YOU with this ringing in my ears i need to take a black pill to forget all the years and my supersonic speed means that i can fly off this building into your arms or maybe i'll just die i liquidate myself into this chair as i begin to see the one who makes me crazy is my drug dealer and me
Reason for writing:
crack heads...crack heads...crack heads I say. i'm not that strung out, nor have i ever been. but i've lost a lot of friends that way.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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