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This is the end of another lifeline
Another life fettled on another last night
One in one out
Life in the mash pit crowd of a cot death town where we rot alive
Languishing horrified
Language a means to escape what is fossilised deep in the porridge pile
Oats that we guzzle might cope with the struggle light strobes in the tunnel five notes leave you canonised
This is the winter of discontent ten fold
Discotheques riddled with rancid flesh fresh mould dribbles from penned letters then ripples of Endeavour time trickles this head serum
Episodes where the pen glows
Pandemic cancers
Land where the man sews limbs to the land’s own trenches and man holes
Petri dish specimens speckle as amphetamines settle on tongues testing the limits of white lab coats
I embrace all the waves in this great tropic
Stained sonnets grave hopping caged in my hate pockets
Earthquake wastewater
Handshakes tectonic plates shapes clash in these mazes of pain promise
Acres of flames orange haze on these great lakes
Silhouettes rain on the great plains
Fake solace
Take aim shoot feign knowledge
Slave to the grey onyx rain droplets
Swig nerve and brain tonic
I’ll stay with this good ship sinking
Silently pass in the night like darkness to light marks marvellous sparks in a passing of time tunnel tardis delights got me thinking in frames-per-second like lazer quest levels
Devil steam smoke settles on the corners of life withered lynchpins
Life in this light covered lab rat existence man it’s symptomatic of the sickness – This is the end of another lifetime
Another shallow grave another landfill site
It was only twenty years since the moment that this breh came kicking and screaming into another fams life and on this day another fam cries
Mud is getting scattered on a casket tonight
Vultures scale scalectrix circuits in the sky where rigamortis episodes are never televised
Missing
Like ghosts in the machine cogs spinning
An apparition hoax that this dreams worth living
It isn’t
Deeper into deep drug binges
Swimming over the surface of this scenes greased linen
Skimming
Stones over lakes of fire gone fishing
Singing
Requiems for these peeps gone missing
Pissing it away till your life fades quicker than the nightshade grips the shitty town that we live in
Until we’re back at the beginning
Life as a product of the battles that we’ve been in
Knee deep swimming in these muddy sewer suicides
Flashlights flicker on the crime scenes of villains
Chastised annals anabolic slashed mass guise gravel anatomic stacks that’s life live it
Racked lines mirror image tapped like inner city landlines landslides back to the city limits
Back to the high rise mouse trap scraps that we try pillage pounce write writings to pen pals
Paper cuts ink spillage rowdily counting a countdown to counter resistance so pipe down
Clowning around drowning the sound out of a pounding that caves in your faces and cheek bones
Doused in the sound of a riotous crowd unassailable town folk swell in the streets now.

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