Blend The Quick With The Slow

Le Shok

I quit noticing long ago
When I started blending the quick with the slow
In on one kick, out on the other, trading one in for another
And I can't think, I can't walk, I can't talk
With hands around my throat and fuck in my head
I can't even remember the last thing I did or said

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