We snorted our dignity through dollar bills
Our only peace was popping pills
Needles hit veins with dead hearts blood
So we'd pump our arms up for some love
Powdered mirrors served for dinner
Glass rose light bulbs she used to shimmer
Sexy shadow mouth glow stick X slide in
Saturated senses tingling chemical kids skin
Strung up and out scarecrow guards our seeds so they grow
Corncob crackpipe and arms tied to a .5 cc post
Under the shadow he casts, our wilted rotten crops
We pick the dead flowers now cuz they're all that we've got

 
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