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Chantix Pt4
I've burned some bridges, excellent bridges.
I've burned some bridges, like I brought back the pyro days.
They weren't built to understand, just for walking on.
Disassociated from when I used to lounge
By the shores and banks with a different inner-voice
Yelling across the river – across the river
Which was the volume of music
Or the chatter of family and friends.
The volume, the chatter . . .
Bridge over river.
At first, I didn't even realize it was happening
Like I was lighting matches in my dreams.
But I ate the chemicals.
I was eating the chemicals.
I was eating the chemicals
Prescribed by a bridge.
Chemicals prescribed by a bridge
I fucking burned while I sang my song
“351 Pieces of Egg Shell”
Turned out to be an endless supply
Of gasoline for burning bridges
Like I brought back the pyro days
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