grep
i spit them out when i get sick
before you say what you presume
just think it's in my head again
i'm sleeping in their merchandise
the nicotine and stinking socks
talented voice comes from the hole
that needs your new cast of shit
the smoke's again between your lips
i thought you stopped long ago
it was a tasty cellular
you pulled it out , conceal it deep
i'm hiding in the coffin box
i feel so bad i choke and sneeze
before you say what you presume
you know that i will be asleep..
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