When I become electricity I'll need hashish to complete my wiring A schematic of pills and liquor for my quest to soar higher For in my days trapped in flesh , emotion revealed my ignorance Trust was a spring loaded trap that bit my ankles repeatedly Benevolence was a pit viper coiled in the weeds Women were my downfall with ploys and tricks Promises revealed themselves as fleas spreading disease I stumbled upon a capital city which turned out to be a movie set Contractors from the four corners of Earth were busy filling it with fake furniture , mannequins made of wood and plastic limousines Gunfire led me back to reality that evening Doberman pinschers exposed their teeth with unmitigated anger* ..
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