ACCORDINGTOME

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WORLD ACCORDING TO ME
NO guts NO GLORY
BORN-FIEND, FLAWED IN THINKING FOR HOARDING, storing
HALF LIQUID FORM OILY THC.
Report reads.
REPUTATION chlorine bomb king.
Watch your letterbox SOAR, explode
at four THIRTY in the morning.
Clouds of FOG COLORED green ORBIT ME
On a daily basis.
Sometimes I can't even
find where my face is
STASH NEVER LEAVES MY SIGHT
RICK AND MORTY STYLE
Hit that bong everynight
PASSED THIRTY NEARLY FOURTY
MISSINFORM THE COPS WHEN THEY KNOCK ON MY DOOR, I SMILE
AND TELL EM' A long drawn out STORY
UNTIL THERE LOOKING BORED SEE
UNSURE MOVing FORWARD SAME MORBID ROUTINE

ADDICTED TO JUNKFOOD SUGAR AND SALT FREAK TO WRITING LYRICS
EMOTIONAL MORPHINE
UNLEASHED ON BEER AND WEED
water boarded. Self taught torment
type of torture dying of boredom.
KNOWN TO GO OVERBOARD
POUR OUT MY THOUGHTS

MORPHED into a hell spawn.
Swarn to reform.. -
brainwashed, misinformed.
APPARENTLY CAUGHT IN THE TRAP
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TO BE EXACT ENTERED THE GAUNTLET HAUNTED AND SCREAMIN
I'M A WARPED MINDED HEATHEN
IF YOUR ANYTHING less or MORE THEN NORMAL
FORCED TO THE DARKEST CORNERS
FUCK EM ALL BRING EM ALL TO THE FOREFRONT
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