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Nov 2011
The only friends I have
Are scumbags like me
But I didn't say I owned them
Haven't possessed much except a birth
So I'll smoke like a chimney
Till my lungs are black
And I'll drink like barfly
Till I'm the tar I'm steppin' in
Over-nourished, under-grown
We all yearn to stay high
But secretly we love the lows
Scratch my back
I'll stab you in yours
And a man said he liked my evil ways
Double-dared me to match him up
But I ain't proud of who I am
And now there're shards in his skull
Keep your eyes closed
Like you're staring at the sun
I'll continue to bathe in holy water with
Burned retinas
Lucy Tonic
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