stick a cigarette in between these lips and walk away.
lie to me and bring me hope,
close my eyes and tell me I will breathe next morning.
make the fear of sleep disappear,
make the fear of being alive disappear.
create money for me.
fill every inch of space in this home with American Dollars
fill these eyes with knowledge and power.
stick a cigarette in my mouth and watch me blow
watch these ashes spin with the wind,
watch us all erode.
take this stub and give me another.
leave him alone, give the boy a break.
the fall of these pillars were not man made.
throw it away,
throw away the disease, each bottle, each pill
wipe out each pain
all these actions wanted
all but one feared.
disease to be human, curse to be born, damnation to live, gift to die
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