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• Artiste: Psyopus
• Titre: Bones To Dust
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Coke binge. I lock myself inside this room. The very end was coming soon. My head was twisted. I was saying, Good-bye. I was snorting, snorting until I died. My lifestyle was darker than a permanent black marker. Another day passes. Another day is gone. Another sad misery was just dragged on. It was just a lung. It was just a vein. It was all of these drugs that I can�t maintain. I need yeaho. I hit rock bottom. Rock bottom bones to dust. I will kill you for your money to buy a bag of fuckin' coke. Snort it. What a fuckin' fiend? What a fuckin' fiend? I would kill you to get high. I need yeaho. I lock myself inside this room. The very end was coming soon. My head was twisted. I was saying, Good-bye. I was snorting, snorting until I died. My lifestyle was darker than a permanent black marker. All the pain and the mental anguish has me locked in my room snorting until I OD. (I can't take this shit. I can't take this shit anymore. Slit my wrist. I don't want to live.)