(Slug): Head, pressure, senses, Date, Divinity, wouldn't, Touched, hazy, God, Rush, floor, life,
From a head full of pressure rests the senses that I a date with Divinity, but she wouldn't let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God help me Caught a on the floor 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 for your love, and six for the stress And seven for the day that I climbed this mess
(Slug): I'm catching ulcers from the child proof And all these fine tooth biters that keep the wires in my head 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 soon as I resume And get out of bathroom And call management to some reimbursement For the nerve endings burnt from the first hits
(Slug): So fuck needles, smoke Fuck lines that the sinus choke Fuck chasers, trails, fuck and rails Fuck hang-overs, fuck Regurgitations, sentences and UA tracing Blind my insight and the common sense me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence Built the tolerance, now it's more that I it When it up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison Unify the eulogy, autopsy pages euthanasia, I.E., irony But here I be a pool of my drool Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, life Tell Jacob Miles to keep it style I promise smile And check the floor, God's got tile Tell Jacob Mile to keep shit wild style And smile And check the floor, God's got tile
(Slug): Head, pressure, senses, Date, Divinity, wouldn't, Touched, hazy, God, Rush, floor, life...