Tag: bars
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amountsbespecific
Amounts I’m needing, have the dealers treating their fiends To a wine and cheese evening, sorry can’t make the soirée Swerve our date, sorry it’s not that we’re not mates But I just can’t make room, life’s a small place Your company felt like time in jail short shower rape Shit in my bifter a…
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Utter loathing
What lends meaning a moment I am a parchment-lacking Golem in a Prague apartment My empty head compartment hoping for consonants Once intermittent pain becomes constant I am not insane but in my own life acting as some alien Interfering from without, I am veering ever further south, pale And grey the long and silent…
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N/W/GREED
Need always on me, like tattoos Neat always on me, extra boost Never know when you’ll need a toot Emergency cases, break the glass booth Smoked one or maybe it was two Was that yesterday, man I’m confused Elucidate by checking the calendar Don’t know days let alone dates If you taste but fail to…
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Shooter
I’m a straight shooter Yusuf Dikec Check the bottom line, small fry Tell her you’re getting the check She doesn’t mind Cold outside, shoulders up at lobes like box confined Mind fried like a boxcut landmine Enemy mine, stand aside or die Pistol by my side, soon astride level with eyes Turn, would have heard…
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Sex and satanism
Bad hand I deal ya Casino bad idea De Niro don’t shed a tear If they have to deal with you He’ll have no idea, legally speaking Tear gas blankets my glass eyes She wants to stay behind, cheeky glass of wine Fruit of the vine I’m only too happy to Recline, neck like fine…
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