Yo
Ok, yeah

I like you better with a bullet in your head
At least then I won't have to listen to your life story
A white collar doesn't make you a nice guy
There's pedophiles hiding behind the eucharist
What I like about death is that it doesn't lie
It sees something it likes
It takes it and doesn't give it back
The toad's drool has hit the dove
Politicians have ended up making a campaign out of the virus
I dream that I'm Adam, that I'm fucking Eve in a paradise
Where the only sin is eating a fruit
Thousands of years later, these Elons, these Bezos
Have finally imposed their prices
Make way for my rap, it's straight-ahead
I've got the sheet music, the flashing lights and the sirens
If I fuck a whore, is it cheating on you or not?
My soul is sincere but my body is unfaithful
I'll flash you a "Vie" sign even if I'm at death's door
My future hasn't taken any dying into account, gang
I'm so far away that even the noises
That rush on have stopped, Dems
The voice of wisdom has gone dumb
It speaks in sign language
I can make out a forefinger penetrating a circle
Composed of a thumb and an index finger stuck together
I saw in your eyes what people call "The Void"
A "goodbye forever" every time we say "see ya"
Sorry this is late
I took some time in the oceans drowning your despair
Nostrils dilated after all those substances
That make this feeling surge up again
Being a whore who doesn't know what she's doing on the sidewalk
There isn't enough gas left in the tank
To reach the end of all your pain
Because they're all hiding behind you miror
Life

Poetry, poetry, poetry, black hole

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