He blew it-
Shouldern'ta, Neckn'ta, Headn'ta
I musta hurt you because I been
You can only be wise in a world that lies.
Life is built on theft,
I'd rather be dead.
I saw the grass jerk behind you.
You have pooped.
Soothe my blasted, tortured soul.
The circle- firmness lost-
Now looks more like mu-
(Common) Sense of Control
I don't have to breathe to know
I am drowning;
Man is too devious to be caged in a saying.
Beware of bitterness out of cluelessness.
(For the liver.)