All of my policies are honestly fallacies
I’m facing up to consequences for my resolve and doing
Tons of cocaine and now a snifter of Fentanyl
I think I see the colours of the saint Charles Ives
He says that I should explore my self-expression’s intent
While I can gorge myself on premiums
Prey on people’s lucid background paranoia like a hawk
Fuck
Arms feeling numb but I decide I can ride it out
Nope big mistake my body buckles from all the drugs
I’m twitching foam at the mouth that’s filled with justification for the
Things I did to live the life of fireside kings all fancy
Wife and the kids will miss me but I won’t miss them as much
Hey that’s a plus for my death
But it turns out Hell is real and I’m speared by Satan’s cock
Fuck
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