Medicated Corpses
By: Nash
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Mix the pot with heroin..then burry the sin deep within
add some advil & tylenol and let my corpse get rotten
i'm caught in this homely state of mind, i look blind ..
.. meaning my skin and bones are still here,
while as reality is left behind.
i sign my warrented death, tormented breath
sign off what soul i have left.. to the one they call death
can't beat the meth, quiver and wilt. a quilt that needs ironed
my minds churned, it's my turn, i should quit before i get burned
.. it just yearns to learn more about my medicated disease
my body rots away from foot to knee, i'm not pleased
follow behind me, the emo freak. i represent the weak
how is it the fucked up people are the only ones who speak
this next pill looks sleek and slender, thanks to the lender
he gave me the dream drug so i'd no longer be the pretender
so i send'er down my throat, she slides down so quick ..
its so strong to cope, that i felt the effect on the first lick
then it clicks, i should call her. a woman so distorted unkind
hearing from me, should and would surley blow her mind ..
i'm soon defined. she hears my tone and remembers
her voice as calm as the weary winds of a sweet september
but woe it's december, the cold dark gloomy sweets of her
fall like snow upon me when she lifts the curse. stomach bursts
this pains gott'a be the worst, i miss her first. pause and break
my heart awakes and trips over a clumsy artery in the quake
of this womans voice that takes my brain down the drain ..
i'm named as this game switches up on me, it's so insane
it's plain to see, that what killed me, was the sweet love of a girl
the one i'd only wished could've been apart of my world
when i finally curled up enough strength,
i hurled my vomit right onto the phone.
now i'm all alone, living in sin, because i killed my own throne
i'm no longer grown, it's unknown what love can do to us, but
i'll tell you what. never be the medicated corpse that i was
because there's invisions behind the cuts and incisions
make a man's decisions, just look for what you're wishen
dream you're dishen out what you get, just let love grow
or you'll end up in the depths below, plunder low & slow ..
here we go, the minds of my crys ask us why? and we know
why's our lies following us everywhere we go ..
.. i speak though, a girl ..a pill ..and a fucked up head
stuck between all three, no wonder why they end up dead
the pencil led jots down the spots that hurt. bring pain
you can medicate my corpse, cuz i'll ALWAYS remember her name
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i've died, phone dangles, it's tangled. i hear screams of assurance
i loved her, she loved me, i've been hurt since ..
.. it's just a medicated corpses strange occurance
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well now i'm dead, and it's all been said ..
but here's what they lay at the top of my head
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R.I.P.
John S. Death
1967-1985
A Medicated Love ..
.. but now a corpse
Links ..
The Conscience Struggle - ...Paramik...
Unfair Death - Wireless