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She Lost Her Brain Long Ago
She lost her brain long ago Sanity vanished along with the ghost of time Calloused bones reach from the ground No sound Just shallow breath That breathes And snarls a nasty smoke that suffocates my lungs Oh how it used to tease But now bleeds uncertainty And that's why I feel so free A sacrifice to the goddess of slavery Searching for beauty A long echo that calls to me I know its name It knows my name We seem to be kind of one in the same Torment casting its shadow Pointing fingers Trying to place the blame But I've paid my fees Scuffed up by the blood of my knees Here to say the things meant to be left in need Like the rustle of the wind in the trees Raising the undead Carried along with the last few waves of smoke Too many thoughts Try not to choke Caught in the back of another's throat Get my blood pressure up And I might have a stroke Where do I go when my spirit is broke Floating through space time Nowhere to go but to slowly get lost Let’s just go ahead and smoke more pot Sometimes I like the way my brain feels when it rots It hits the spot Numbs the Pain Pain Pain The ticking tock of the clock bring the pressure to my brain But what really would happen if were to go insane? Too late
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