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Johnny's got a on a blissful life,
He sucks on the smoke from the in his pipe.
Wrapped around his fingers, a is loosing slack,
P.C.P. gun to the head,
strangling his forearm to fill his with smack.
half a or a barrel full of lead.
Grasping at straws and up empty, Carving with his life
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 on some toes, it's an eye for an eye.
She's climbing up the ladder, building up a wall,
Tightrope things, never stops.
means nothing from a 40 floor drop.
Her security has worn itself thin,
she's hanging in the from a rope of her own sin.

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

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