can survive with anyone
long as ya have enough drugs around
people are laughter
people are bodies
can survive with anyone
if you have enough drugs around
when i feel the warmth
rushing through my brain
feels like i'm striking every last frame
feels like i'm rolling a 300 game
in sunny bumpered up alleys
the porcelain here is cleaner than god
there's no distinction
you cannot make
there's no person
you can't explain away
there's no heart
that isn't beating
no cloudy souls
when you have enough drugs around
dancing in crowds
looking around
seeing all smiles
the best place to look
is just up up and down
ooh, ooh
if there's enough drugs around
ooh, ooh
if there's enough drugs around
forget your heart with every turn
i dont wanna run
i just really have to burn
do you, do you have some drugs around?
hey man, you got somethin to cop?
i sure could use something for these memories
when i feel the warmth
rushing to my heart
feels like i'm striking every last frame
feels like i'm rolling a 300 game
in sunny bumpered up alleys
the porcelain here is cleaner than god
there's no distinction
you cannot make
there's no person
you can't explain away
there's no heart
that isn't beating
no soul vacuumed when
you have enough drugs around
when i feel the warmth
rushing to my heart
feels like i'm striking every last frame
feels like i'm rolling a 300 game
in sunny bumpered up alleys
the porcelain here is cleaner than god
you're always late
i'm always early
first thing to learn is
always gotta wait
i, i, i
- steven
- "Seeing that before long I must confront humanity with the most difficult demand ever made of it, it seems indispensable to me to say who I am. Really, one should know it, for I have not left myself "without testimony." But the disproportion between the greatness of my task and the smallness of my contemporaries has found expression in the fact that one has neither heard nor even seen me. I live on my own credit; is it perhaps a mere prejudice that I live? ... I need only to speak with one of the "educated" who come to the Upper Engadine for the summer, and I am convinced that I do not live ... Under these circumstances I have a duty against which my habits, even more the pride of my instincts, revolt at bottom, namely, to say: Hear me! For I am such and such a person. Above all, do not mistake me for someone else!" - Nietzsche, Ecce Homo
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