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[VERSE I: Prince of Tides]
my life is a movie but i bought the tickets to late
missing the show
refund me they won't
so now i make pay selling it as single frames
telling myself that it's bank but deep down i know it's just change
one day the seats will be empty and one day the screen will be blank
until that day, please don't tempt me because i'm gonna try and stay straight
vacant apologies hollow the blame
my sorrow is comforting and i'm in pain
i'll follow what's numbing, but there i'll remain
but there i'll remain
call it what you want but don't call it what it ain't

[VERSE II: Junior]
don't wanna talk about my drug use
suffer through so much abuse
lost my way back home
left my family all alone
did what i would never do and can't forgive myself
what i put my father through
left him to burn in hell
my brother hugged me with tears in his eyes
pointed to his veins
tryna indicate that the blood we share is both the same
man, i swear i died that day
amends that i try to make
wrote this for the words i could not find to say

Long Term Effects of SUFFERING

LIFE IS BUT A STREAM~

A slimy, overcooked slice of white trash, 
J.D. Vance — crash test cash. 
Seal him in glass, write out the blame: 
“Funded by Thiel, branded with shame.” 
 
Pulled from a dumpster, polished and sold, 
Patchwork puppet with strings of gold. 
Mascot glitch, MAGA brigade, 
Cruisin’ on lies in a junkyard parade. 
 
And if he drops? Won’t make a sound,
No one’s chanting, no crowd around.
The circus spins, same old charade,
Next fool crowned, same game replayed.

Greasy treasure, built to pretend,
Propped up on lies, breaks in the end.
Dragged through fire, sold to the crowd,
Hollow inside, screaming out loud.

Talks like a scholar, parrots the script,
Lines from a play he already skipped.
Hillbilly elegy — smoke and a joke,
Feeding the fire, choking on smoke.

Thiel the dealer, puppet king,
Pulls his strings with a crypto ring.
Bet on chaos, cashed in grease,
A fever dream, a lease on peace.

Greasy treasure, hollow and proud,
Flies and falls with every crowd.
Fueled by delusion, banked on rage,
History’s clown on a neon stage.

When he fades, don’t shed a tear,
Another clown is always near.
Reckless script, MAGA’s art,
A hollow play with no heart.

J.D. Vance


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