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Poison Stream
by jim dollard
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Check, look
All I see's snake eyes hidden in faces
That face us daily force feed us poisonous broth
Don't try toss die the cost of this games
More than dough, more than cash, more than bank rolls this time
Keep rolling those die you might roll over die
And adjacent to my days still
See the faces of the people
That I hold close, all my loved ones
Fade away forfeiting what little they got left
Of their true selves to the cancer ever present
Never resting, never dealt with, never thought how so
We live with the pain
Until we deflate, and give it to raging thoughts in our brain of ending it all
Two dead off of suicide in me town in a week, starting to fear that me brothers are close
To following, fear for me little bro exposed to this toxic world growing more fucked by the moment
I'm keeping me grandmother close, she's my beacon of hope, if she goes I won't cope
Nowadays, feel we're stuck in a boat
That's floating down a poison stream and I'm debating the pros
And cons of rowing on my own I hope the poison recedes
Beneath the oars - will you row with me?
Nowadays, feel we're stuck in a boat
That's floating down a poison stream and I'm debating the pros
And cons of rowing on my own I hope the poison recedes
Beneath the oars - will you row with me?
Check, look
All I see's snake eyes hidden in faces
That face us daily force feed us poisonous broth
Don't try toss die the cost of this games
More than dough, more than cash, more than bank rolls this time
Keep rolling those die you might roll over die
And adjacent to my days still
See the faces of the people
That I hold close, all my loved ones
Fade away forfeiting what little they got left
Of their true selves to the cancer ever present
Never resting, never dealt with, never thought how so
We live with the pain
Until we deflate, and give it to raging thoughts in our brain of ending it all
Two dead off of suicide in me town in a week, starting to fear that me brothers are close
To following, fear for me little bro exposed to this toxic world growing more fucked by the moment
I'm keeping me grandmother close, she's my beacon of hope, if she goes I won't cope
Nowadays, feel we're stuck in a boat
That's floating down a poison stream and I'm debating the pros
And cons of rowing on my own I hope the poison recedes
Beneath the oars - will you row with me?
Nowadays, feel we're stuck in a boat
That's floating down a poison stream and I'm debating the pros
And cons of rowing on my own I hope the poison recedes
Beneath the oars - will you row with me?
