FIGHT AMPUTATION - LUNGS

i can see the poison it's coming through my window it's coursing through my veins settling in my marrow it's hanging over my head working at cancer alley but dad's gotta eat dad's gotta live and we'll follow in his footsteps mind's blank tongue's dry sleep's gone feeling fucked up when i am not and feeling fine when i am there's a lot we've been meaning to say but we're different people everyday our battle is different it's in our minds and only visible in the dark but where are our minds the pages are filled with filth and pollution the pages are filled with sleepless nights there's no such thing as paranoia our book is more than just tall tales