I
Oh yes, i'm spilling like milk, i'm already gone.
Do you know what you should do to your brain?
Cool off! Cool it of!
I'm spilling like milk,
like honey, i'm thick.
I slip down your lip
like an unwanted lie.
Oh yes, time runs out, i'm already gone.
Do you know what you should do to your bones?
Jump & break! Break them all!
I'm spilling like blood,
like fluids, i boil.
I slip down your leg
like unwanted period.
II
She was born
pretty and tall
in a house made of stone
where destruction found home
she was ill, soon was gone.
III
I want to be
the helmetless child
that sleeps between her parents
in a motorbike.
I want to be
the troublesome child
that because you're drunk
you don't care about.
The kid that you beat
with belts and a stick
'cause I get in trouble
at school, down the streets.
I want to be
the preadolescent
that hangs out with people
like junkies, or gangsters.
And spray on the walls
watch girls in a pole
drown in a pool
of mere alcohol.
One day you will cry
'cause I failed and I died
'cause you failed, I was high
I'm the overdosed child.
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