My heart is pumping nothing through my veins
I feel slain like the shattered window panes
Walking blindly along, just like sheep
My mind so gone it needs a walking cane
My thoughts quietly begin to creep
and they leap to conclusions while I sleep
Running off in a wild dash
As I start to wake up from the deep
Life seems to be all about the cash
Smoke that stash, til all that remains is ash
Enjoy it while you can, and pray your right
Before it all goes up in a giant flash
No one anymore wants to unite
just spite the person on either side and fight
shoot him up, I don’t care, just save my breath
And make sure tomorrow I can walk in the light
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