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Benzo Bozo
She's down again but she just keeps falling
(How many times can you go off the deep end)
Her mind is fried like a baked potato
(How many times can you go over the edge)
She looks so at peace but I think she's asleep
(How many times)
He's cracked out again and beggin' for money
(How many times can you go off the deep end)
Deprived of energy, the inevidable crash
(How many times can you go over the edge)
Nothing in his head he just has to be dead
(How many times)
How did you sink so low
Something we'll never know
You're a benzo bozo
Now reap that which you sow
She's down again but she just keeps falling
(How many times can you go off the deep end)
Her mind is fried like a baked potato
(How many times can you go over the edge)
She looks so at peace but I think she's asleep
(How many times)
How did you sink so low
Something we'll never know
You're a benzo bozo
Now reap that which you sow
How many times?
I love that first line, buddy. This might be my favorite poem.
You have a way with words baby. I like this one.
This is awesome. Freakin awesome. It's so real, and I think that a lot of people can relate to it in their own way.
My favorite line is "Now reap that which you sow."
I love you baby, keep writing.