WoP uncontested verse..."A Day in the Life of..."
A Day in the Life of…
I awake to loud ass music…country western sung by Garth…
With volume so abusive, the start of my day starts with barf.
Choke back further bile, then rush out my quarters; can’t be late.
For the line I’ll wait in, single file…just to get a breakfast plate.
I’m sedate as I munch and crunch…it’s always rotten eggs raw…
But the pieces of chick still in it prevent me from using a straw.
I withdraw from the buffet, smoke a joint and prepare for pain…
So my mind’ll be numb when my body succumbs to all it must sustain.
Siren 1 signals my heading…to the first room on my route…
Where inside, I’m held down and tied…by hairy men who shout.
In my ear, calling me bitch…while they tear my ass to bits…
And I lose hope for oxygen cuz my throats filled with lots of them dicks.
Hours…this seems to last until every hard dick sags and I’m sloppy…
Cuz I drained all their bags and now look like the poster boy for bukkake.
They untie me and let me go…letting me know they’ll see me tomorrow…
So I head back home and hit the shower…then it’s back to the route I follow.
Another joint and 4 swigs of whiskey later, Siren 2 beckons me…
So I exit my room feeling doomed because I’ll face more reckoning.
Enter door 2 and get showered with bugs…spiders, beetles, and ants…
Anything and everything with six legs or more, forcing my panicked dance.
To try and shake em off; but their numbers always prevail…
Until I lay there and writhe as they chew their way inside…
…………………………….my eyes, ears, ass, throat and navel.
No turning the tables…just gag in pain and revulsion, body’s convulsions…
Then somehow eternity ends, and I’m thrown out like a school expulsion.
It’s past a compulsion, the way they’ve suctioned destruction to me…
And it’s my deduction they’ll never be a reduction in this painful production, see!
I’ll sum up the rest of my day…won’t hit you with every detailed whim…
But after the bugs it’s a lunch of…aborted babies who scream when you eat them.
When lunch ends, I undergo amputations…everything on the anatomy chart…
And there’s no anesthesia or milk of magnesia to ease the agony of being cut apart.
Limbs get sewn back on…then it’s a round of being drowned in liquids…
Everything from piss to puss…gasoline, ammonia, and septics.
For dinner, I literally eat my heart out…get made to dine on myself…
And in case I slow down there’s evil circus clowns…
………………………………………….with knives and forks eager to help.
Every vice is available here…so my days always end with dope…
But try as I might, no matter how high…
………………...I can’t forget the next day’s already lost it’s hope.
But still, I do my coke…some E…maybe a couple of mushroom caps…
Then fuck a whore in the ass cuz it helps time pass…
………………………………………………then it’s down for my nightly nap.
Where I dream the same dream every night, cuz it shows why I go through this…
It replays me giving up on that lonely night…and giving in to slitting my wrists.
A Day in the Life of...being in Hell.
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