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Degenerate Utopia (2012)

by doctorshopper

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Degeneration 02:44
I want to stab the portrait in your attic, Rid this world of an addict. I believe but I'm not a fanatic, Not bereaved, just emphatic. Degeneration.
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Take a bottle to sleep, What a drag what a dream. Take a pill for the shakes, As the bends start to break. We have impossible needs never quite as it seems. We have impossible needs never quite as it seems. I hate my world and don't want you in it. I hate myself and don't want to talk. I hate my friends and the shit they believe. I hate everything still keeping me here. A ring of smoke, A ring of rope, To wrap around, My little throat.
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She doesn't like to eat so much, Blames it on the drugs she does. But I can hear her up at night, Battling her appetite. To cut a pound, To skin an ounce. To show some bones, For us to count. He likes to keep his figure thin. Amphetamines and heroin, Cigarettes and alcohol, Long walks through the shopping mall. They say you should. They say you must. Place all your faith, In food and lust. Starve your body. Starve your soul. Dream of never, Growing old.
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Puncture holes, aging skin Scars from sticking needles in Got an itch I love to scratch Got my rig, my bag of trash. I long to feel my legs collapse I long to feel my eyes roll back ...let go I belt & breath I cook & sweat prepare my fixture of regret In dire time In vain recline I search & find The freshest vine
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tried all the pills still can't sleep forgot how to breathe forgot how to eat tried all the pills can’t tell what to think loving every minute as I vomit in the sink somehow i still keep waking up.
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Trapped by antiquity Maddened by anxiety Corralled into militancy If this is my destiny then rip off my flesh and cast off these robes relinquish my birthright I’ll die all alone.
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Cashed in all your favors, No one left to cheat. You will find true happiness, Starving on the street. Wandering the chambers of a home Snort down your last dollar, Nothing left to eat. You will find all that you need, Crawling by your feet. Wandering the chambers of a gun
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Exchange by vanity, or inaction Can't make sense of it all sometimes Pouring poison in my soul's brook Will i live to see much more With all these grey hairs on my soul The disorder has grown to great I long to feel something more Trapped in a prison Of chloral hydrate. Can i rise above? At my funeral I don’t want any doves.
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Everyday I want to die but I try to be fucking cool about it. Everyday I think to kill myself but I don’t think that I’ll ever have the strength to do a fucking thing about it. I can’t adapt.
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released January 5, 2012

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