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You ask me to explain us;
As if the concept of us is brand new.
When in reality we’ve been around forever;
Selling to kings, peasants, sinners, saints, and men just like you.
We walk around like Gods,
We are untouchable and everyone knows,
We wear our skirts and suits like armor,
And live behind a shield of acid and blow.
We use diamond studded syringes;
The pain is half the thrill.
Danger is our way of life,
The rush comes from the pills.
We never get too close to anyone,
None of us can ever be burned or touched.
The candy we sell will enslave you.
Then we’ll keep you under an iron thumb.
2.
You want to know how we’re identified;
Well take a good look at me and how I dress.
Our eyes are always glassy,
And our conversations are always laced in threats.
Our cars are all expensive,
Every outfit we wear must match,
And every purse or jacket has a secret pocket;
Where we hide our personal stash.
3.
Now you ask about our relationships,
But all we really have is casual sex.
Because kisses from these lips are a noose;
If you risk it you’ll hang yourself from them by your own neck.
Of course we do care crazily for one thing,
We’re all devoted and married to our drugs.
Each of us lives for our own poison,
They’re the only things we honestly love.
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4.
So now you ask about our lives-
This is the best question yet.
We are perfect to our customers;
Though they know we’re selling death.
We’re all pretty and we’re in style,
We dress and act like we’re rock stars;
But in reality we’re composed of rocks and 8-balls.
The drugs make us who we are.
Never falter and never fumble,
Never wrinkle or grow old.
I have become an ice queen,
With an ice palace and an ice throne.
5.
You want to know who I am.
Well I’m a career deceiver with lies coated in gold.
I’m a pharmacist and a druggie.
I’m your devil and I’ll steal your soul.
So now let me ask you something.
After that- now look at me.
Now that you know the truth about us,
Look in these eyes and tell me what you see.
6.
You look at me and smile.
You say, “I’m looking at a lie,
I see a dealer who seems like just another pretty girl.
Every inch of you is fake and your eyes tell me that you’re high.
Those eyes have me captured.
I’m still entirely caught up on you.
You know how to pull off being the living picture of glamour.
But you’ve managed to make the drugs look Glamorous too.”
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| There's nothing left to love
And there's no air left to breathe
There's nothing left to feel
And no words left to scream
Not even a goodbye is appropriate
Silence Fits this time of my walking away
I didn't understand at first
How we'd succumbed to slow decay
But I know who I am now
Without you I've become strong
You expected me to lay down and die
But heart break can only kill us for so long
Now I'm not looking back
I'm giving you the same harsh reality you gave me
I'm not giving you any second chances
My new found wings have set me free
I'm over what we were
Because I don't hold on to lies
Don't convince yourself I'm in denial
I have nothing left to deny
You're the one who broke promises
And it is you who has to pay
From here on out I forget that you existed
And until the day I die I'll remember you only as a game
I'm sorry to say that I do not miss you
But I'm sorrier yet that I don't love you at all anymore
Though I don't know why I'm still apologizing to you
When you're the one with things to apologize for
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| I submerge myself in crystal water
The liquid perfectly fresh and cool
Much like your stable arms
Your touch is so familiar yet so new
This is not the first time I've been here
I have felt this sort of ecstasy before
The fresh scent of the water intoxicates me just like you
It leaves me dying for just one breath more
Your eyes dance as lively as the waves
I drown in those orbs of liquid blue
Those eyes of yours put the midnight Vegas lights to shame
The looks they give are love with living proof
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| Drugs are not drugs in this world of mine
Rather they are a crutch for when you feel weak
My dealer is not merely a dealer
But a witch doctor that helps the lot of us sleep
These tattoos are not just ink on my skin
My artist is not only a tattoo artist in a shop
These tattoos are a book of memories and our skin an album
The artist is our teacher helping us deal with the pain until it stops
Please visit this world so different from yours
But refrain from the urge to stop and stare
This different view of life has done us plenty good
In a world full of people who don't want to go anywhere
People expect us to fail
They could never imagine we would ever rise up
We are laying in the waste but looking to the stars
No one was ever hurt by wishing nor wanting too much | | |
| Life has taught me many lessons
About the endurance of mankind
I've learned a lot about the will to live
And all should keep these things in mind
Even when your lungs are shallow and burnt
They will not just abandon their steady breathing
And even if a heart is shattered and pieces are missing
It will never just give up and cease its beating
One may ruin, scar, and beat down a soul
But no one can just extinguish the spark of life
For even though one may be too tired to struggle
There is no instinct that will allow you to simply lie down and die
Your body may be weary and near to the point of collapse
But your steady pulse will keep in tune
At night you may feel defeated and worn
But sleep will refresh your body and have you alert again by noon
Even when your muscles ache
Your legs will not just give out
And though your mind is strung with pessimism and fear
Hope will always cast away the ghosts of doubt
When your hands are aching, bleeding, and sore
They still carry the strength to wash away the stains
Measure not your fellow man by his weaknesses or words
But measure him wholly by how he manages his troubles and deals with his pain
Seek not a path well worn and simple
Seek a road on which you do not know what you'll find
Never bring to the table out dated news
Instead bring original tales and rhymes
When you turn to a man hoping he will be your savior
And you find that you are alone
Look not for someone new to rescue you
For you have the strength to save yourself on your own
Love may leave you hurt and hollow
But as I've said, a broken heart does still beat
Remember that you are strong enough to live
And are always capable of standing on your own two feet
Life has taught me all of these lessons
Though some I only truly embraced as of late
But the grandest lesson I have learned is this;
The Gods of Old will never betray your faith
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