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Jesus, my cup is empty

Nine minute chant about sin,
eight minute rant about guilt,
seven minute babble about love,
six minute tune about delusion.
The truth fucks you over,
Rest in peace, Comrade Dimitri-9,
Hackneyed happiness, thirsty warmth,
She gives me nostalgia, she gives me reminiscence,
She gives me warmth
Come on, pilgrim! You can do it!
No. No self control,
Motherfuckers in a dirt filled brain,
Filthy, filthy personalities,
People are people are fuckers
Trailer-trash is the word.
Caribou. Havana. Valhalla,
when will I repent.
When will I feel actual pain.
I only set the stage for novelty to give his monologue,
I get sick. I get fucking tired of his shite.
My shite.
Nothing matters,
Delusion prevails,
And Lord I thank you, I am aware of,
the fog
Written by foggy_notion (Moses Chang)
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