I want to wake up - With a cigarette between my lips already lit. Pass out on the couch. “Gonna burn this house down.” Flick my lighter, and go back to the high where I can discover…..what True lovers are talking about when they look right at each other, …..(motherfucker, ……I pass out.). What was I singing about?- What true love is all about - It’s something I can’t do with out. My hobbies ……are becominnnnnng …contagious… My habits are gripping my cheeks. Pulling my eyes. Haven’t eaten in a week, Listening to Hank 3 Singin’ along to every song. Just another bastard you’ve-walked-on! I can’t find any reason……. Not to pick up this dose. Fuck this pain in my gut. Reeling’ for the rig, an’ I fill that bitch up. Flick my lighter, And go back to the high where I can discover What true love is all about- It’s something I Can’t Do Without. It’s some necessity my body seeks restlessly. It’s a train wreck and I’m the conductor, see, heck, I’m so glad to be on the deck and break my neck to be - A part of this hereuuuuhh…. Heroin Hierarchy. “(Higher-archy”, hahahahahahaaaaawww……..) Back on the horse, hoss. Yeeeeehawww!!!! Flick my lighter An’ go Back to the high where I can discover What true love is all about- It’s something I Can’t Do(pe) Without.
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