Tag: dublin
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Dealing drugs Dublin City
This dealing shit’s a good lark, larfing like laughing gas Non-stop endorphins, endorsing heroin My revenants sleep in shopfronts from Dublin to Dunshaughlin With what’s in their pockets I’m going jewellery shopping Iced out with three lockets, I’m the hottest sprocket Jack Parsons how often I ignite, obsessed with rockets Order two steaks with pepper…
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Feel it in my bones
Evil in my marrow, in my gore, inheriting the impaler’s title Vision narrows like a foreshortening arrow before goring your visor I’m awake with the owls and foxes Moon like a stained glass copy of itself Head in a box, no return address to doxx Now comes the hour, this time is ours Cock that…