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Johnny's got a on a blissful life,
He sucks on the from the dope in his pipe.
Wrapped his fingers, a noose is loosing slack,
P.C.P. gun to the head,
strangling his forearm to fill his veins smack.
half a syringe or a full of lead.
Grasping at straws and coming up empty, Carving with his
this somber song of
"Kill me."

Sally spells M-O-N-E-Y
to block out the or the fear that she'll fall.
If she steps on some toes, an eye for an eye.
She's climbing up the ladder, she's up a wall,
Tightrope things, never stops.
Money means from a 40 floor drop.
Her security blanket has worn thin,
she's in the closet from a rope of her own sin.

Nothing changes, will.
skeptic, primed for the kill.
Seeking but selfish gain,
your pockets again and again
Selling your soul, taking fill.
at straws, feeding your own will.
Killing conscience, empty, bereft.
Losing your for the world, you are left alone.

Some throw bricks through and yell,
others their backs for fear of hell.
Two-edged sword that flesh to the joints,
the is narrow, you missed the point.
The was made eons ago,
You're blinding yourself, your eyes.
of sand a pitiful prize.
Nothing you do, can be new.
Seeking to not ourselves, never.
on the wind, your life's gonna blow.
The Lord is God, we will live forever.What is good? is true?