Bad Trip
by Suzie L Fowler
Monday, December 30, 2002
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Chourse:
Razor through the eye just
fly, fly, fly,
Don't
Die, die, die,
Goodbye;.............goodbye
Some groping me,
Some provoking me,
Others choking me,
I can't see
Evevything's changing forms,
I feel the thorns
Digging in my skin.......
I give up, you win.
Overthrow me from my throne,
Rip off my flesh and crush my bone,
Be sure the beast in me has been shown,
I don't care now, my mind's been blown.
Getting lost in a bad trip,
Lose my sanity, lose my grip,
I see now It's my time to slip,
Hold my feet down or I might flip.
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