S.P.

Just one more message and I'll go
Then I`m done then I go home
To write off lines don`t make sense
 Now it's time to make it unclear
What the hell am I trying to say
As a defense I`m neutred and sprayed
In  my dream memory has stored
Somewhere I have heard this before
Forgot to put on the zip code
The black sheep got blackmail again
It`s safe to say don`t quote me on that

My soul died every night
I`m on a plain I can`t complain

When I learned to cry on command
Was the finest day that I ever had
I know it`s wrong so what should I do?
I love myself  better than you
I got so high I scratched tie I bled
I start this off without any words.

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