Music:  Miss Black America

Lyrics:  Seymour Glass



Currently unreleased



My ambitions all used to mean so much to me

I threw myself into everything face-first

A darling bud of atropine

I dedicated my small life to trying not to fall

Into the habit of dying



Twice

Twice as thick

As the shit I'm full of

Twice 

Twice as thick

As the shit I'm full of



Steadfast and secure

And feeling myself atrophy

"Lean into it"

The cancer for the cure,

The killer is this apathy

While tiptoeing round expensive quicksand,

We will fall into the habit of dying



Twice

Twice as thick

As the shit I'm full of

Twice 

Twice as thick

As the shit I'm full of



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No

No.