Pick it all up
Where you left off
When the clock stopped
Made your pulse drop
Down the 8 ball
Fate nails the stroke of midnight
I watched friends die
From fentanyl and suicide
I watched you cry
Isolation and separation
Endless pacing through the maze of the graves in my hallway
Missing the taste of the dust in the ashtray
How can I just stand and watch all you fucking die?
How many more?
Pushed to the morgue
Death's a prison
Bodies stacked
Ceiling to floor
How many more?
Will have to mourn?
Tell me
Tell me
Emptiness is filling up
Tell me
Broken souls and medical charts
Tell me
God please forgive
Tell me
What life can't fix
Heart break carried by six
Crushing the hand of fate before lives were saved
King pins of world crisis
Detox
Life succumbs to low thoughts
Another dynasty killed by pill mills and padlocked cell blocks
Twelfth stroke
I hang my head
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