Climb the highest mountain, punch the face of god
Sinus infected head
The dimness gulps me up,
Takes all of me in, lets me cry
By the moonlight, and I sit
While my problems revolve
Around my sinus infected head.
But you, you all just walked on by
Like I was filth,
Like I was garbage waiting
To be picked up.
I am so much more.
Ought I to be offended?
By their doltish attitudes?
Sometimes I wish I could
Condense my essence to pill form.
I'd overdose them all
With whom I am.
I am so much more.
June 16, 2005
Suge
Takes all of me in, lets me cry
By the moonlight, and I sit
While my problems revolve
Around my sinus infected head.
But you, you all just walked on by
Like I was filth,
Like I was garbage waiting
To be picked up.
I am so much more.
Ought I to be offended?
By their doltish attitudes?
Sometimes I wish I could
Condense my essence to pill form.
I'd overdose them all
With whom I am.
I am so much more.
June 16, 2005
Suge
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