The buzz is on...
Liquid fire on my brain
Too many chemicals in my main vein
Living a life and world of lies
Spermicide running down my thighs
Two naked women, both in comas
Giving off a mixture of post-coital aromas
I vaguely remember...
3 bottles drained to make my sin
2 whiskey, 1 vicadin
5 big roaches in my ashtray
5 more small ones thrown away
The dark horse state trying hard to find me
Licking on that stamp of LSD
I wonder...
How did I get in this situation
Without feeling the least bit of degradation
Or even care about who I'm becoming
From the effects of freebasing and constant mind
numbing
I'm not even sure if I'm trying to get high
Or trying as hard as I can to just die
But yet...
I suppose I probably can't
After all, I'm alive enough to write this rant
The cocktails weren't quite explosive enough
The acid wasn't quite corrosive enough
The creeper wasn't very creepy
And those girls didn't taste very STD-ee
And in the end...
It's been raining and and pouring
With events that aren't fun but at least they aren't
boring
And friends, you as well will brood
When you give out your love, and get back
solitude
And friends, that's the name of the game of life
when
You lose it all, gain it, and lose it again.
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