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YOU GOT SATIVA IGNITE IT WORLD STIFF AS ARTHRITIS DREAMING ABOUT A CRISIS ALL I FUCKING HEAR IS SIRENES CLIMATES TURN TO ICE AND YOUR LIFE TURN TO LIFELESS SITTING ON MY THRONE IM ALONE IN THE SILENCE FIRST HIT THE WAX THEN YOU EXHALE THE VAPOR ECONOMIES COLLAPSE AND YOUR STACK JUST SOME PAPER RUNNING ROUND A MAZE WHILE THEY LAUGH IN YOUR FACES RATHER BURN DOWN THE CITY GET ME FUCKING 50 ACRES

Slugs are just snails without shells, the perception: evolution fucked them over and failed. but they survive without protection in this jungle they dwell. with giants throwing salt on all their people. can't consider them frail

Spit vinegar in sour times. live under the power lines. im just a bag of tumors full of alkaline. all you do is carve them out and sew up any abscess. go about your business. keep your distance from the dragnets

Backset driving. passenger. traveling. bummer a ride in my own brain. pointless meandering. using the vanity mirror to break up the cocaine. loitering. lost in a memory somewhere between a first kiss and a dope vein. nursing myself as an infant and in the same instant im shackled and cuffed and restrained. how does this fucking pertain to anything other than coping with pain. all of the time i spent hoping to change. just an obsession with stoking the flames. haunted. something hovers over me. it feels its breath. the skeletal projection of accumulated stress

YOU GOT SATIVA IGNITE IT WORLD STIFF AS ARTHRITIS DREAMING ABOUT A CRISIS ALL I FUCKING HEAR IS SIRENES CLIMATES TURN TO ICE AND YOUR LIFE TURN TO LIFELESS SITTING ON MY THRONE IM ALONE IN THE SILENCE FIRST HIT THE WAX THEN YOU EXHALE THE VAPOR ECONOMIES COLLAPSE AND YOUR STACK JUST SOME PAPER RUNNING ROUND A MAZE WHILE THEY LAUGH IN YOUR FACES RATHER BURN DOWN THE CITY GET ME FUCKING 50 ACRES