I’ve severed so many limbs
You came to me with half arse sins
Just maintain on the half priced bottle of gin
We can share the task of Thursday night bins

Free cirrhosis for the indulgent
Climbing back to that pre-nostalgia
To better ties we ponder
Reminiscent friends and bonds we wonder

My body aches and reminds me
Playgrounds and running free
But this wasn’t me
Too busy climbing trees

My insides hurt
I’m dead now so I can’t flirt
Who would have thought this
My soul burns and falls to the dirt

I wish the poem ended there
But there are so many sunglasses that glare
I did this to myself
But with God’s guiding hand, he’ll find me bare

When did the lords nectar turn into poison
I wasn’t oblivious to this but it’s still hard to run from the occasion
Help me from this maze I found myself navigating
Back to that liquid store again, so damn humiliating

We’ll catch up in the next reality, the afterlife
One thousand virgins and the next reincarnation in dead sight
Our chacareras shined so bright
It’s time to say goodnight