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Choose me, when bliss’ forsakened you
Use me, I’ll know just what to do
Last rites, of your damn misery
That’s right - your preferred poison am I!

Letting you in on my needs,
will just make matters worse
Ending up there on my knees,
And I will start my search
Find my own means of amend,
take care of me on my own
Make damn sure I will send,
this shit to kingdom come

Give me what I want, give me what I need now
Run it through my head, ow I don’t care how
Hit me again, you don’t understand

Choose me, when bliss’ forsakened you
Use me, I’ll know just what to do
Last rites, of your damn misery
That’s right - your preferred poison am I!

Journey through life and it seems
You too have got preferences
What it is, what it may be
I really don’t fucking care!
The role of a peasant we play
In this major game of chess
Comforting thought in a way
We can’t become anything less

Looking all around don’t see no people here
Hearing no sound I think we’re in the clear
Please be my friend, my wounds you can mend

Choose me, when bliss’ forsakened you
Use me, I’ll know just what to do
Last rites, of your damn misery
That’s right - your preferred poison am I!


Grey and old sitting at home,
Strapped to my rocking chair,
Whining cause I am alone
And life ain’t fucking fair
Craving access to abuse
Though it makes matters worse
Never will this befall me
But I differ not!

Choose me, when bliss’ forsakened you
Use me, I’ll know just what to do
Last rites, of your damn misery
That’s right - your preferred poison am I!

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