I’ll lie down in the dirt
If it will stop the hurt
Gasoline smell of hell
On my tired fingers
Waving like a madman
Drinking like a sad man
Lips numb toes and thumbs too
Only my heart feels
Fluttering in my fat chest
As my scalp floats
And I try so hard to remember
What the hell it was
I wanted to this day recall
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