Freedom
Highway
I spread
my demons around in full hi-fi sound
Come and
join me in my hell bound lounge
After the
nubile feast you’ll be wrecked and run aground
Then to
the hair of the dog compound
Stagger
up or tumble down when emotions drive
It’s always
easier after the gin arrives
Drown
your anguish for a while on drunk, lying there like a crocodile
Don’t
worry it’ll all return to the fore, even worse than before
Vicissitudes
of life, part of the daisy chain to disquietude
Mental
aches and pains won’t abate; they’re part of the human state
So
channel your demons and enjoy them despite being crestfallen
Do you
want your soul to be vanilla white and later regret what might?
Visceral
comes from your intellect
Intelligence
steers you to connect
Disregard
the standards of repression
In
orgasmic freedom resides releasing virtuous passion
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