(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 hazy shade of God help me Caught a rush on the floor from the life in my
(Slug): It one for the cannabis, and two for your Dianetics for your reasoning, and four for those that try to get it Five for your love, and six for the And seven for the day that I climbed into this
(Slug): I'm catching from the child proof lighters And all fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head tighter I'm tired out by the distances walking in my sleep Thoughts got shifted since the got a tad too deep Ask dad to keep cool, call him back as soon as I resume normal And get out of this And management to seek some reimbursement For the nerve endings that burnt from the hits
(Slug): So needles, fuck smoke Fuck lines that make the sinus Fuck chasers, trails, fuck waves and Fuck hang-overs, fuck Regurgitations, mandatory and UA tracing Blind my and dull the common sense Give me inhibition, kill the superstition and the Built the tolerance, now it's more that I it it boards up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison Unify the eulogy, autopsy read euthanasia, I.E., irony But I be within a pool of my drool Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life Tell Jacob Miles to it wild style I I'll smile And check the floor, got nice tile Tell Jacob Mile to keep that shit style And smile And check the floor, God's got nice
(Slug): Head, pressure, senses, Date, Divinity, wouldn't, Touched, hazy, God, Rush, floor, life...