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Dooing all of this in slow motion Dooing what I do when I’m floating Flipping out of patience mood swing every day bent Loosing mental broken pencil minds dismembered vacant space no cells connected few chromosomes left from what I guess Frankenstein attempt without fail judge that you be not let the without sin cast the first stone exorcist body parts all different yes choose your path collected from past hold back never find what life’s about mopping around till your pay checks burn cause your drinking around the clock till your clock stops pancreatitis gave way pale skin you drop it’s not acute so what’s your thought the first time the doctor lied saying if this happens twice you won’t see your life anymore washed away like a stone pebble on shore not skip-able anymore but what’s it matter passing trap after trap bumming smokes and free highs like your a sad little ride sleeping on different sofas each night what a comfortable sight this life pays you what ever price you ask of it so walk it off and get a grip or a fix im sure the plug has some good shit A