Shotgun!

sugar,I'm only a microphone

for the rambling voices

in my head!

honey,you're so dead

that today

you just fell about six feet under

the food chain!

darling,it's not a headache,

but the drums that constantly

try

to scare off the sanity from

your emotions and your brain!

sweety,there's no such thing as hunger,

or craving,or lust-

the only thing you're feeling

is an uncanny urge to swallow

those cigarettes and that lighter

at once!

love,if you keep this up,

I'm sure

the Devil will clean the spare

room

especially for your soul!

in his cheap motel,those
of your kind

don't check

out

too soon...