(Slug): Head, pressure, senses, Date, Divinity, wouldn't, Touched, hazy, God, Rush, floor, life,
From a head of pressure rests the senses that I clutch Made a date with Divinity, but she let me fuck I got touched by a hazy shade of God me change Caught a on the floor from the life 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 for your love, and six for the stress And seven for the day I climbed into this mess
(Slug): I'm catching ulcers from the child lighters And all these fine tooth biters that keep the in my head tighter I'm tired out by the distances achieved walking in my Thoughts got shifted since the got a tad too deep Ask dad to keep cool, I'll call him back as soon as I normal And get out of this And call management to seek some For the endings that burnt from the first hits
(Slug): So fuck needles, fuck Fuck that make the sinus choke chasers, trails, fuck waves and rails Fuck hang-overs, fuck Regurgitations, mandatory and UA tracing Blind my and dull the common sense me inhibition, kill the superstition and the confidence Built the tolerance, now more that I consume it When it up my room, the world's whores will croon in unison Unify the eulogy, autopsy read euthanasia, I.E., irony But here I be a pool of my drool Sedated, windows dilated, comatose, overdose Tell Jacob to keep it wild style I I'll smile And check the floor, got nice tile Jacob Mile to keep that 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...