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THE MANY SHADES OF JORGE GONZALEZ POETRY |
''Vicodin Blues'' Written by George Gonzalez Oh sweet suicide, this aggression's attached to my spine Oh sweet suicide, this aggression's attached to my spine And I can't be anybody, anymore Oh little saint, these American streets are too demanding for my frail bones Oh little saint, these American streets are too demanding for my frail bones And there isn't anyone to run to, anymore Oh melodic sonnet, I've seen the rigid edge of this wicked world Oh melodic sonnet, I've been to the rigid edge of this wicked world And now there isn't anything worth dieing for, anymore Oh lonely insomnia, these tired eyes no longer know how to dream Oh lonely insomnia, my tired eyes no longer know how to dream And I'm not so happy, anymore Oh luscious suffocation, turn my face into that handsome shade of blue again Oh luscious suffocation, turn my face into that handsome shade of blue again And I can't get a hold of my xanax, anymore Oh vicodin blues, our mistakes have got a chokehold over me Oh vicodin blues, my mistakes have got a chokehold over me And there isn't anything I can do, anymore Oh molested reality, your asphyxiation is raping me within you Oh molested reality, your asphyxiation is raping me within you And I can't be what you want me to be, anymore Oh self destruction, abusing you fills me with pure relief Oh self destruction, abusing you used to fill me with pure relief And I can't hold on, anymore Poem © George Gonzalez |