Peace of Mind
I’ve been trying to have a conversation.
Just to get a little piece of mind.
These drugs giving me a sensation.
Dying slow, but I’m feeling just fine.
Too bright in here, my pupils dilated.
Shades on, but, there ain’t no sunshine.
Stacking up this paper that I’m chasing.
Even though I can’t take it when I die.
HEY HEY!!! Howdy do.
What’s the word? What’s the move?
Pop a yop, I’m in the groove.
Call me Ed, cuz I’m a dude.
You're so rude swear you only listen to respond.
On that Dexter crap. Always yelling omelette au fromage.
And you put on the façade that you on your wits.
You just buying mods for your sims and starting arguments.
An Acquired taste that’s you black licorice.
You and I together love forever that’s superfluous.
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