[Gripp] People are starting to drift out in the street Just as the sun is climbing out of its sleep Static was writhing on the floor, shes getting up And theres still a whole table of booze that we havent touched Ive been all night watching this melee, reminiscing my heyday Watching the vomit drip, the incipient date rape Drugs as a gateway, razor blades in the mainframe No break from the stage play. This is life and we aint safe We stay laced with explosives, so potent Too big to erode but we live in the moment String them all together on a chain or a rope Then wake up ten years later, unable to cope Like its the next morning. Its so disastrous Not sure how I ended up on this mattress Feels like a casket Im not even sure that all ever happened [Emily] Jesus. This place is a mess
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