Dealer, you dealer,
give me something rough and heavy
addiction's got a thirst for chemical contamination
god, you god, you've got the key to quenching
temporary healing is the new criminal fashion
so set me up and kill me slow, I've got 4 hours of bliss
and 30 days of woe.
fiend, you fiend,
e.x:tinguish: regrets resurface.
the most beautiful synthetic empathy and emotion can put even the most painful problems to sleep in a matter of moments
[farewell sweet sorrow, rest now, until tomorrow.]
i.n.j.u.s.t.i.c.e is sweeping the nation
but the world inside of you is safe.
so sleep easy; your next world fixing ungodly substance is counting on it.
