Tag: occult
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MEASUREMENTS AND QUANTITIES
Buckfast not half as nice in a glass Talking not half as nice when it’s out the ass Could take him to task but I’m not arsed Like the walls in a fancypants manse, I’m getting plastered. He’s talking horseshit but free drugs so I endorse it. I adore horsing down portions meant to help…
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A day in the life of a vice peddler
Hand swaddling cash Waddling off with the swag bagged As clans begin to clash Tenuous alliances fall and crash Find out who is a pal and who is only a pal until they’re down bad I was stood cutting dash on the foot path Had my salesman patter down pat I was hard as a…
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SHITHOLE
In a damp, dank, rank tenement In my element I’m hellsent, hellbound, hell bent on stamping out Anyone else selling ground up brown on my stomping ground I key nose spice So good they accept a ridiculous price They score, I get prizes like I hit the high score Sort 20 guys one night Like…
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Rotting away in a private space
Use went from sparing to daily Used get it mailed in Rip open the pack and rail it the second it came in. Coke and horse, my arm invaded The syringe impaling Like the razorhoned beaks of the venom-leaking birds of Stymphalia Heart slowly failing, in the palliative cupboard below the clothes railing. It wasn’t something…
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We dug up the Shiteater’s hastily buried book of verse and were accordingly disturbed, an excerpt:
Heart on my sleeve, honestly I could see Piss glistening on the seat Busy piss listening Outside the cubicle on my knees I could see the feet Orchestra, key of pee Nery a day passes Without me hearing urinary tract action Or brown traction from the cracks of asses While I whack one out, I…