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Send me your crazy 
You’re lazy 
The hallucinogenic hazy
The sick mother F***ers 
Who wanna see you pushing daisies 

Gimme your sinners 
Gimme your saints 
Gimme that 9 you use to fix problems 
You claim to never propagate

You got no patience 
You got no hope 
No way to cope 
The only skill you offer 
Is slinging something to smoke 

Be it from a barrel or pipe 
Your failure is F***ing ripe 

So whacha gonna do?

Join me in the grave?
Or live in a cage? 

Either way you’re a slave of rage  
The deeds of yesterday 
Write today’s page 

Is this sinking through the layers of insanity?
Or is it blinded by worthless vanity?

Come tell me your sad tale 
Your miserable story 
Your existence that you fail 

It’s ok that you’re worthless 
It’s ok that you’re hollow 
It’s quite easy to see 
That it’s evil you follow 

From the beginning 
To the present 
You never had a chance 
It was always failure 
That you had to romance 

I don’t blame you in your need 
To feed your greed 
Though I do question your methods 
Upon which you proceed

Do you ever look at the pattern that you follow?
Indeed nothing new 
And quite violently hollow 

Ever wonder if you’re better than trash?
Or is the need for quick satisfaction 
Seem rash?

I have always wondered 
About the need for recognition 

Is it really satisfying?
To recognize one’s self addiction?

Thoughts to contemplate 
Of your self worth’s fate

A lifelong pursuit 
Of green paper’s debate

Such a trivial pursuit 
I rate 

Eric (and sometimes not)

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