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Smoke signals in the distance

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If you need me I’ll be shit faced

What I mean is I’ll be drunk

I’ll be one among the many few

Who’ve had it with this stuff

What I mean is life in general

And habits to abhor

What I mean are people’s cycles

Like children wanting more

If you need me I’ll be blacked out

What I mean is I’ll be gone

Away from all the hear say

Far from the Wall Of Moms

What I mean is I’ll be silent

What I mean is I’ll be cured

Less sheep among the megaphone

It’s best not to be heard

If you need me I’ll be nameless

What I mean is I’ll be safe

No profit ever profited

From showing off his face

What I mean is Martin Luther King

What I mean is Malcolm X

What I mean is they will kill you

Like that guy from Nazareth

If I need you which I won’t

Look North among the pine

Smoke signals in the distance

Will tell you I am fine

But just in case you need me

I assure you that you won’t

What I mean is here’s another post

No one will ever boast

What I mean is that which serves you

Serves you and you alone

What I mean is followers in time

Will leave you to the crows.

Pull another Death card

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I have no business

I’ve made that quite clear

But I’m still wondering

What lies beyond here

This bottle I’ve found

Is filled to the brim

With messages signed

In blood red penmanship.

The city wakes up

I open my eyes

These walls are filled with

Unsealed goodbyes

This letter I’ve got

Return to sender

I’ve not the courage

Or will to send her.

It’s 3 o’clock in

The fucking morning

These panic headaches

Come without warning

Now I just want sleep

No sleeping beauty

So when I lie down

Please keep my casket closed.

No kiss

Is worth

A thousand words

I know

So spare me the ritual.

This blind ambition

That I know so well

It’s superstition

Like Heaven and Hell

Now where’s that locket

The one I gave her

It felt so pure then

Like the last savior.

No one is perfect

I’ve made that quite clear

Still all this nonsense

Makes sense in the mirror

And when I throw up

It’s all of my fears

God had to go up

For us to burn down here.

So take this end and

Tie it to that beam

I weigh less than him

So it should hold me

And when I wake up

This’ll all be over

Pull another Death card

Rebirth and closure.

Nobody

Gets out

Of this place

Alive

Just promise me you’ll try.