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Red Violin
Light trips for me all day..
Trips for me all night..
Steamed and dosed up in formalin
These stats my brain is showing are underwhelming..
To live I must press to spray in my throat a Ventolin
It's just bizarre, it's surreal, each time you read my case study..
I hate people asking why I always have to take a capsule of livolin
Only me and God knows what I see in my sample of urine..
They wanna put me in solitude and inject me, pump me up with flumazenil
Till all I can do is sit all day in a corner just like an empty vessel..
My skin easily peeled up like that of an orange or a tangerine
It's euphoric in the night
And then dysphoric with each passing daylight
See don't worry, Ma,
I just found myself playing in a league
Now I'm judging to believe
Pretty girl in yellow playing Cello
I couldn't look!
She's waving Hello
I couldn't see!
You or me who's flattered to deceive?
It is getting out of hand the amount of weed I keep on smoking..
And it is about time someone please strike me the strings from this red violin..
Just please let it sound..
I'm totally drug bound..
Only this string rhyme with my few remaining degenerative brain neurons..
Night and day not on my knees..
Trips for me all day..
Trips for me all night..
I surely don't know what the hell's happening in my system..
I surmised that something's very wrong with my freedom..
Trips for me all night..
Steamed and dosed up in formalin
These stats my brain is showing are underwhelming..
To live I must press to spray in my throat a Ventolin
It's just bizarre, it's surreal, each time you read my case study..
I hate people asking why I always have to take a capsule of livolin
Only me and God knows what I see in my sample of urine..
They wanna put me in solitude and inject me, pump me up with flumazenil
Till all I can do is sit all day in a corner just like an empty vessel..
My skin easily peeled up like that of an orange or a tangerine
It's euphoric in the night
And then dysphoric with each passing daylight
See don't worry, Ma,
I just found myself playing in a league
Now I'm judging to believe
Pretty girl in yellow playing Cello
I couldn't look!
She's waving Hello
I couldn't see!
You or me who's flattered to deceive?
It is getting out of hand the amount of weed I keep on smoking..
And it is about time someone please strike me the strings from this red violin..
Just please let it sound..
I'm totally drug bound..
Only this string rhyme with my few remaining degenerative brain neurons..
Night and day not on my knees..
Trips for me all day..
Trips for me all night..
I surely don't know what the hell's happening in my system..
I surmised that something's very wrong with my freedom..
Published 16th Nov 2021
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Anonymous
16th Nov 2021 7:02pm
Breaking out is a bitch. It doesn't matter what's in your case study. What matters is what do you consider to be in your portfolio, or do you even want one? Blessings? It's all phenomenology
Bless.
Bless.
