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So many drugs in my system and well..
Sometimes it's truly hard to pick one
If id sell some.. then at least I could afford them
Here I am again collapsing right near the porcelain
That colors white I can always tell by the end of a night
My skin also matches lighters never striking matches
But is that it.. nah never buds are green and resin is amber
Pills various colors vicariously swallow another ,without caring
If I die will it be harmful to others ,I gotta mother and a half brother
So should I split the pill in half to make my nerves shutup
I used to be a sober soul walking up a lonely road
God only knows whatever happened to that and the college goals
Now I live in the woods like the bears with porridge
Jobs no where And everyone got so disappointed
And just this morning I woke up im in the same tracks
Fighting of this little bit of morphine and xanax
They tell me come back. . I try not to respond
But life seems so dull with only skin in your palms
And no money involved. . Besides rent
I save what I can but that's about it
Getting by just to live it's better than being homeless
So fuck it... it's still less of a home but I manage on my own
Even though I'm the age of a man and my life's on the stove
Overcooked and just smoked too much of a dose
Cleaned syringe flow but when I write I'm not for the simple
Minded . Dont mind me ill probably succeed
At finding a path that doesnt involve me and drug dependency
Reach above the rim when I'm only five feet
And smash the glass and mold it back into a bowl piece
It's just me. . So heres the end of the journey with my words turning
When im fuckin dead maybe they'll say I deserved the tourny
Its whatever ill shoot myself before the birds are chirping