There are certain kinds of dust monkey who'll eat
your fucking face off and vampires who’ll suck up your will to live. When I
look in the mirror I see your face which could be the cause of deep self
loathing. After all I wear the devil’s face, but I don’t care no more. I
learned to live with that and any number of bad trips you laid on me. So I’m the Antichrist and the bad Buddha. I abide in the knowledge that no
man can touch my piece of mind.
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