December 2010
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my brain tricked my soul into thinking it was broke
one way or another, the clouds turned to smoke
and i killed every last living person i knew
shaved the skin from their bodies and started anew
my fingers still flex and my hair still grows
and i’ve still got shit stuck inside my nose
i have become a drone in the hive
but goddamn if i ain’t still alive