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Into Pieces
Living is a great lie
Always full of surprise
What awaits on the other side cannot be worse than this shit
Yellow jaundiced skin
Virus eats its way in
Gripping hair, smother my face, what is real? I cannot take it
Tired but wide awake
Trying not to break
Into pieces
I’m lost and so strung out
Full of piss and doubt
I’m in pieces
My thoughts have gone astray
Facing another day
The shit that waits for me today will test my shortened patience
Longing for a fact
A way for me to act
Out of my way before you bear witness to my impatience
A bomb about to explode
Level of sanity erodes
Detonator in my hand
Now I will wipe you from this land
Tired but wide awake
Trying not to break
Into pieces
I’m lost and so strung out
Full of piss and doubt
I’m in pieces
Always full of surprise
What awaits on the other side cannot be worse than this shit
Yellow jaundiced skin
Virus eats its way in
Gripping hair, smother my face, what is real? I cannot take it
Tired but wide awake
Trying not to break
Into pieces
I’m lost and so strung out
Full of piss and doubt
I’m in pieces
My thoughts have gone astray
Facing another day
The shit that waits for me today will test my shortened patience
Longing for a fact
A way for me to act
Out of my way before you bear witness to my impatience
A bomb about to explode
Level of sanity erodes
Detonator in my hand
Now I will wipe you from this land
Tired but wide awake
Trying not to break
Into pieces
I’m lost and so strung out
Full of piss and doubt
I’m in pieces
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