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Life feeling like a Botched
Game of Bocce (Bachi)
Habitually staying lit
Like Hibachi
Listening to BACH in E
So much debauchery
No sense of trust anymore
Or camaraderie


Im probably demented
In every dimension
Ived mentioned
Depression
Demonic possession
No regression
Pain lessens
At the smoke session
Lifes a lesson
But still an unanswered question

Takin time to smell the roses
People are just lip service
Conversations with them is like talkin to a carcass
Saying some of these people I come across are brain dead
Doesn′t
Even touch the surface
Don't owe anyone an explanation
FUCK WHAT YOU THINK
I DONT CARE ABOUT YOUR OPINION

FUCK WHAT YOU THINK
FUCK WHAT YOU HEARD
HATE EVERY MOTHAFUCKIN PERSON ON THE EARTH