Hell - Smidley

Fled on foot to some part

Acid and gin bled over fountain drinks

Turned your fair teeth blue

Burying summer as an old friend

Couldn’t collect a clear-cut moment from this dripping spine

Said who you were was falling apart

Said it was hell being stuck in this life

If that was hell let me sink into it

Alm of the bleach blonde sun

Became a head full of 2CI

Ley lines and mana from God would drag under

Each wicked step of mine

Suppressing silence as a dirty dream

Couldn’t assess a solid sentence with this dripping spine

Said who you were was drifting through words

Said that was hell being stuck inside your mind

If that was hell let me sink into it

If that’s not heaven let me fall from it

If that was hell let me sink into the bridal depths of its black smoke signal

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