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What are you writing
Just say it already
I have to write or I'll go mad
Or blind
I forget which
Is it like that for you, dear
Jeezus it just wings in and demands your bloody attention like some damn solicitor
There aren't any homegrown types left
Except maybe Rollins. But he wasn't grown. He was extruded
Gotta get outta this funk
Need something to calm me down and something else to set me on fire
Not drugs
Don't offer me drugs
In times like these, are you insane
What a waste
They're all wasted, not drunk but cast off from this carnival train, redlighted and all
Placeholders and passersby
We could do without a lot, a little more privation
Safe sex would've helped but now it's walmart and amazon and rampant abuse
I had to touch a green thing because your forgiveness wasn't enough.

Video and music by Graph.
Title photo by Heather Zabriskie
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