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Hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
drugs will make your brain go dull
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
all other feelings but euphoria are null
that's until the high wears thin
then I need more in my skin
less of a person more of a drone,
less of a person more skin and bone
can't get out the bugs
can't sweat out the drugs
Hollowed in cheeks hollowed out bones
My skin and heart are full of holes
I'm still a person beneath the monster
But what if it one day consumes me?
Hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
childhood is what i stole
i used to have children
now i have child support
and i can't even support my addiction
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
how long till the drugs take toll
dance with the devil
flirt with the monster
incarceration
clean for a moment
then it calls to me again
come back to me
come back my friend
want so badly to stay clean
but my friend the monster
needs me
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
the monster has devoured me whole
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
is there salvation for my soul?
i'm in prison
or a slave
is it in my veins today?
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
out of prison on parole
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
how much longer can i control
my veins ache with the memory
i need that constant reverie
just a little couldn't hurt
one more time
one little flirt
hollowed in cheek bones hollowed out skull
now im on the patrol
need to find more
need more cash
find another stash
empty stomach is no concern
need to **** this aching urge
when will more emerge
how long till my teeth fall out
how much longer on this route
went out one day for a stroll
and fell right down the rabbit hole.
disclaimer: I have never done drugs myself, but I have witnessed the damage they cause first hand.
tears ebb their way gently out of my eyes
and trace a pattern on my cheek
leading to my lips
filling every crack that chapstick couldn't fix
the salty taste it leaves
still doesn't rid me of this bad taste in my mouth
sadness never tasted sweet anyways
my lips are still chapped
so i'll brush my teeth and rinse my mouth
desperately trying to rid of this aftertaste
i put on chapstick because one day
i'll cry and at least the cracks in my lips
will be fixed
 Mar 2015 Matt Fatt
Arlo Disarray
You're sparkly and light like a soda pop
But you fill my head with a fuzz
When I drink you, I never want to stop
I just want to keep building my buzz

And at times, I cheat on you with whiskey
Sometimes *****, tequila, or ***
But I know when I'm gone that you miss me
And I'm sorry for for being so dumb

You're perfect for burgers or pizza
And sometimes, you're great on your own
But when I drink, I usually don't eat much
I'd rather get full on the foam

Dear Beer, you are such an old, dear friend
I've known you and loved you so long
You're always there for me to depend
Thank you sweet beer, and my ****
 Mar 2015 Matt Fatt
Arlo Disarray
An old man asked me why I smoke.
I replied "We're all dying."
He said "You're increasing the speed."
I smiled and said "I'm trying."

We're all dying with every breath
No sense in sweating when or how
It's inevitable. You can't avoid death
So I kneel down and bow

I surrender.

I give up.

You win, Universe.

Just take me.
This was based on an actual conversation I had with an old man tonight while I was having a cigarette outside my work.

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