Lame (Diggin My Own Grave) - Poem by maya crisol
Yeah yeah you got me smokin two packs a day!
I'm sure my lungs are now charcoaled gray! (*lights another stick)
At night i get all shitfaced i drown my tears away
can't believe this mess you put me through!
all the crap you do has made me Oh so blue
Now i'm wasted! wasted i tell ya this is true!
countless emptie bottles under a pile of dirty ashes
gawd and the rashes oh these rashes! (*opens another bottle)
My oh my! the nerve to dump on me this pain
What a shame! Oh baby baby you are so lame!
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