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PEOPLE ARE FALLING 04-15-12

People are falling like rain

all around me

i don't know why

I'm still alive.

 

I watch the poor souls

pour down in big droplets

their blood is like water

so thinned by the pain

of the needle and what it takes

from their bodies, from every living cell.

It is Hell, this deadly rain.

 

We wish it wasn't true

but that doesn't stop

the real nightmares

where i chase the next high

in some strange parking lot

of some strange apartment complex

I don't know him, I know her but now

she is gone

 

She is mad at me,

I hit her in the mouth

but she asked for it,

over and over and over

until I couldn't take it no more

and Lonnie is nodding out

in the backseat as we wait

at the shell station

for the real deal

 

There she is, she drives up and

drops off, I tell her to hurry on

and leave so she don't get hung up

with the police, cuz

they are on their way

if Erin don't shut the f*ck up and drive.

 

Get out of my car, *****

**** you; I got your fiddy.

Hit the gas and, drive me home.

And Lonnie hung on in the backseat

But now, Lonnie is gone.

 

And here comes Sig and lil Bit

wettin their pants waitin for it

But E!

What about those roses from Don?

 

They don't matter much do they?

Unless they got 100 dollar bills

attached to every bud, you will

**** him like a sweetheart wont you?

How could you swallow that nasty sh*t?

 

Short's phone is dead

Slim aint answerin

Ten don't pick up neither.

 

Where are we, babies??

What the f**k do we do now?

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