The Spirit of the Failed
No more drugs I hear them say And no junk food anyway So tell me are you just blind or doctor fool It’s called addiction, overdose And it keeps me comatose Demands change but I don’t It’s a shell that’s getting old I won’t explain my betrayal Meet the spirit of the failed No more fights and no more thefts These moralists are the pest Make me throw up all the things they threw at me It is a shame for everyone who thought that I’m the chosen one I come to grief, There’s no relief Take me to task I’m falling fast Show your loathing to the spirit of the failed No more remedy for health Numbness won’t heal by itself Take me out or put me in. what is your point? It is a bliss for everyone who thinks that I’m second to none
Submitted by VladTheImpaler666 — Apr 26, 2025