Just what I thought you were
Barbed Tongue wretch infested
Black tooth, smile for me *****
Write off your existence with that needle
Turn off the delusions of cleaning up
Bury your denial of the addiction
Dress up the dealer and your empty wallet
Look pretty when you get high
Life can't be wasted
Perfect lies turned truth
Bleed for the happiness you pay for
Dredge the ditch in which you exist.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 9:10 AM UTC
Just what I thought you were
Barbed Tongue wretch infested
Black tooth, smile for me *****
Write off your existence with that needle
Turn off the delusions of cleaning up
Bury your denial of the addiction
Dress up the dealer and your empty wallet
Look pretty when you get high
Life can't be wasted
Perfect lies turned truth
Bleed for the happiness you pay for
Dredge the ditch in which you exist.
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