L(ove). S(ex). D(rugs). [NSFW]

Dependent and lovesick,

Strung out on a quick fix.

These ideals keep us lifted,

In a smoke cloud, persistent.

Fucking with the same shit;

Drugs are made to be did, kid.

And yes, I know how that sounds,

Ignorant and belligerent.

I keep it real, hedonistic,

Shameless, and overself-indulgent.

 

The colors are all so vivid,

And the dialogue is scripted.

These life roles, we just fill in,

With some broken down commitments.

Mindset atavistic,

And a new bag of mixed tricks

That will get me to where

My next destination lives.

Perched way up high

In the mountains.

 

Insolvent with the dopeman,

So, weigh the love, buy a gram.

Spent more than 100 grand ($)

On a 15 year old addiction.

Replay the tapes

Sponsored by NannyCam

Caught up in some

Jared Fogel scam.

Residue still on my hands

More than enough for a conviction.

 

Unwell is an understatment.

Not quite such, the likes of this.

No cures yet, no medicines

For this specific ailment.

Hell-bent for treasures of skin,

New faces and old fetishes.

Tongue in cheek, words of mouth,

Often to leave the lips,

“Old habits die the hardest."

Said the junkie,

Who could never fucking kick it.

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