i cant even leave my room
there is only one thing worth getting out of bed for
but i cant find a lighter
everything is heavy
this hole is bliss
a throne to watch the ants catch fire
and catch trains
and shit in their mouths.
the stadium below
dogs eat death the fleash of god
chasing blood and money
strangle the meat out of those who survived
and all i do is sit and laugh and spoil
good luck and give up.
join the party.
I’ve been taking into crates ever since I was livin in space
Before the ratrace, before monkeys had human traits
Mastered numerology and bigbang theology
Performed lobotomies with telekinetic psychology
Hijikata Tatsumi, Body on the Edge of Crisis.