The Apple Was Rotton

I feel the hunger deep in my veins/ knuckles dusted with drywall I think im goin insane/ they say my Soul is an abyss with blissful trips on acid grabbing courage insecurities start to surface/ Fuck novacaine I love this pain but for some reason my fears still remain untamed until i/ Drown them with liquor too much and my conscious sarts to bicker/ Feelin down so he smokes to get up puff puff puff now my lungs are sicker/ Only trouble quenches the thirst of a sinner no shave November wolf pussy for dinner/ Spoken word spittin verbs of a non lucky winner/ Every morning bout last night they ask if I remember How could i?/ liver was up the cuyuhoga I lost count after 9 but why would i?/ Experience is the moment no need to reminisce back when I was floatin/ Triple xray vision see right through these hoes no wondering whats her mission/ My cock my god she screams and it never gets old/ naked with shame and regret in the hamper soul more barren than the bottle/ keepin heartache at a distance/ no love just sex more bud less stress lets all get drunk and go to heaven the road goes on forever and the party never ends/ feathered wings burned away by the 2nd 5th of goose dusting cedar floors with ash baby I come to you with passion/ digging deeper uncovers more pain/ untame true dame unphased for this night know no shame/ but a risen sun may prove different when/ golden rays fall upon roses only touched in darkness/ the thorns have never been more sharp bitch swear to god