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