ย ๐Ÿ˜„ ;-)

Look At me when I am talking you to

Mounted Lines and empty glasses disguise

Problems that lie deep inside that you fail to recognise

Ignore ,hoard, drink, sniff,dance and suck it off

Get fucked, stack and pack it all in

Shove those issues deep inside an wipe the residual with tissue ๐Ÿ˜‰
Look at me when I’m talking to you!

Chilling out, Up all night and day in a strangers house with people who couldn’t give a fuck about you, but see what you carry in a Baggie as your value.

Temporary friendships and happiness trapped in an induced state of artificialness.

Suicide Tuesday, weepy Wednesday’s coming down to your own realness
Ignore ,hoard, drink, sniff, dance and suck it off

Get fucked, stack and pack it all in

Shove those issues deep inside an wipe the residual with tissue ๐Ÿ˜‰
Look at me when I’m talking to you

12 hours in a club and your armpits are humming ripe.

Shade thrown at Trade

“She’s homeless”come jibes as my friend smiles

Paranoia kicking in and high as a kite

A stinking hot fucking mess of a memory I need to cleanly wipe

This is something we need to address but I’d rather suppress
Ignore ,hoard drink, sniff,dance & suck it off

Get fucked, stack and pack it all in

Shove those issues deep inside an wipe the residual with tissue ๐Ÿ˜‰

Damien Arness-Dalton

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