(Slug): Head, pressure, senses, Date, Divinity, wouldn't, Touched, hazy, God, Rush, floor, life,
From a head full of pressure the senses that I clutch Made a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me I got touched by a shade of God help me change Caught a rush on the floor from the in my veins
(Slug): It goes one for the cannabis, and two for your Three for your reasoning, and for those that try to get it Five for love, and six for the stress And seven for the day that I climbed into this
(Slug): I'm catching from the child proof lighters And all these fine biters that keep the wires in my head tighter I'm tired out by the achieved walking in my sleep Thoughts got shifted the high got a tad too deep Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as as I resume normal And get out of bathroom And management to seek some reimbursement For the nerve endings that burnt the first hits
(Slug): So fuck needles, smoke Fuck lines that the sinus choke Fuck chasers, trails, fuck and rails hang-overs, fuck hallucinations Regurgitations, mandatory sentences and UA Blind my insight and dull the common Give me inhibition, the superstition and the confidence Built the tolerance, now it's more I consume it When it boards up my room, the world's will croon in unison Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages read euthanasia, I.E., But here I be a pool of my drool Sedated, dilated, comatose, life overdose Tell Jacob Miles to keep it wild I promise smile And check the floor, God's got tile Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit wild And I'll And check the floor, God's got nice
(Slug): Head, pressure, senses, Date, Divinity, wouldn't, Touched, hazy, God, Rush, floor, life...