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[aid] => mick
[title] => Chlorine
[time] => 2002-07-16 06:27:07
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[bodytext] => My trophy wife told me she don’t love me anymore.
She would rather drown in mustard than be my pretty whore. Then she stained the carpet vomit, and walked right out the door, and sometimes I can’t sleep at night cuz I’m worried that I hurt her. And sometimes this place smells just like chlorine and I cough cuz I can’t breath and my throat seals shut with yellow phlegm and I just want to leave and though it keeps the lies out, I collapse upon my knees and wish that I could take it all right back. And during my campaign for superintendent of the schools I’m made to be a hero while I value ancient rules and I used to beat my kids, but the votes come anyway cuz I bought a few new cars to shut folks up today. And sometimes, this place just reeks of cholrine and I breath through my brown, rotted nose my lungs shrivel up but won’t die inside me cuz my heart’s there to keep them ice cold. And sometimes this place smells like chlorine and I cough cuz I can’t breath and my throat seals shut with yellow phlegm and I just want to leave and though it keeps the lies out, I collapse upon my knees and wish that I could take it all right back. My best friend, jim, the conman, put a hit on me today cuz I tricked him out of ninety grand and in a fake monet and while I won’t get caught, cuz I’m the mayor of L.A., my mind is off cuz she’s fifteen, and damn she’s quite the lay. And sometimes the walls are drenched in chlorine, and I’d rather be drowned out in bleach and my skin turns to green and eyes drop from my head and my voice takes on a smoker’s hack after fourteen million cigs, and, rendered helpless, there’s no choice but to curl up and die cuz I just told my last damned choking lie. And sometimes this place just smells like chlorine and I cough cuz I can’t breath and my throat seals shut with yellow phlegm and I just want to leave and though it keeps the lies out, I collapse upon my knees and wish that I could take it all right back. And though it keeps the lies out, I cough cuz I can’t breathe and wish that I could take it all right back. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 34 [informant] => Butterat_Zool [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SongLyrics )
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