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שיר סאונדקלאוד 2011 לופיי אינדי שהקלטתי לפני שנתיים

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סקיצות אקוסטיות / 31/32/33

Numero Uno

Artwork by Carlito

Cameo by Georgie Lorenzen 

Little red rides down the lip of my lover now

must have sniffed a badly crushed pill should've wolfed it down,

caution now


come kiss the water how much dizz 

does one chick need to feel less awful

"i think i might've gotten spiked"

i beg you get a grip you snorted up the shit like it was salty water pepper pig

i dislike a porky or a lie see a porcupine spikes, 

you just had one too many lines

"i dont feel too well"

have a sip of water you'll be fine, let us sit 

ill roll a cigarette we'll simmer for a while

and as i said those syllables she whispered "let me lie" 

so i helped her sit on solid surface soiled by a brine of 

spilled beer and some nos balloons,

scatterd in a rotting room

cracked cans and canisters

flat ciggy butts from kids skanking to the anthem of dishevelled youth,

air-max and bumbag squadrons

 two stepping with a lit skunk spliff hung from lips fucked 

mean-whilst my chicks slumped 

quite in an unsolemn way

wake up baby please its nearly day

wake up baby please its nearly day




in a town where the night shines the brightest


the youth trace silver linings straight to their sinus

where the light shines brightest on an iphone 

its no surprise sanity is seeked in being mindless




i gaze upon her pretty face to see if she be fine

the face i gaze upon is sending shivers down my spine

a drip of red progressed to sliver down her chin and neck 

and build a scarlet puddle building up against my thigh

she starts too loose the light behind her eyes 

and as they wonder north the only thing they leave behind is whites

"this is west mate" 

eyelids get heavy like her dead weight

"yo pal call 999 before she vacates"

she meets her Morbid Fickle doom as is her path 

and as her chalk coloured lips smile Mrs Death laughs

and as i sit there cradling her carcass i ponder life, 

wandering if i be truly assed for it

i didn't ask for this 

i didn't ask for this

fuck it

i check her pockets for a baggy hiding in the crevices

find a bag of pills and round about two grams of ketamin

pop the capsules honouring the death of lady Capulet and 

sniff the ket and grimace in exaggerated fashion 



throw my hands in the air and leave my fate to the gods

Ciao Bella

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סקיצות אקוסטיות / 31/32/33

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