A freak to destiny
Second guessed those steps
And left me a trembling mess
I mean instead of lean
I shook mean
And literally couldn't seem to stop the seize
I ought to cease
I've been taught peace
Still sin caught me
So when taunting
My crooked will will probably lean towards the offering
Fuck remorse reach for those pills
Start gobbling mouth as wide as the Big Sky
Pez dispenser in real life
But what goes in stays in, fight
Back that waste that's inside
Trying to escape to save your life
But that's fifty bucks
Don't puke up the goodnight
Unless motions make you start to spin and writhe
I've been on every thrill ride
But still got time
See my habit hugged me
Like cords corralled your budging
I hung with shady company
All their mommies loved me
Summer dreams are more suitable in Winter
A dozen drinks sacrifice for sleep
My poor liver
Sorrows from my past make me think thicker
So when you fall right off my wall
Something must've tripped ya
Outta my house
Another drink down
I said that I'm sorry so hear me out
These here shouts will turn screams now
I'm fucking sorry
Tears streak down
Cared less bout the caress
Then I did for the stared at bare flesh
Sex turned so tasteless
Methadone mended relations
Unless motions make you start to spin and writhe
You've been on every thrill ride
But still got time
See my habit hugged
Embrace us, we're lovely
You, me, and the other me
Three's company
A proudly had
Good time gone bad
What a future, fucked plans
Cruised cool, then crashed
Two fools approach me
I grin and I laugh
No one will touch a blood dripping sociopath
This wavy motion has my stomach in a bind
I hate fucking thrill ride
But I'm still in line
I had a habit and you, lucky
Gotta hand it to you, trusting
In a junkie's suffering's one thing I could never do
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