Mirage, life and death, toasts to coke and meth
Co-existence, fallen deaf, angels of spiritual theft
Can't do it alone, still rolling with the rolling stone
Got nowhere to go, 'cause this is where he calls his home
Hosts and parasites thin nest-cage equivalence
Little man has little options, middle man acquaintance
The wage war commisions, meddle conversations
Winding pi fractions beyond brine saturations
Asking why the heart status, merger, democracy
Understand why bird heart the caged I know suddenly
It's a stolen nature, vulgar urban roaches
Gettin' richer quicker fuckin' drunkards on liquors
While the "young salewoman sets up shop when the sun sets"
Guarantee to detach the souls that were matched
Plus a plaster plastacine, injest penicillin
Wakin' to bathroom floors, where the hell have you been?
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