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I dig myself to ribbons on these things

I kinda' dig these things

All things in moderation, I always say

except with medication, I always say

Little, bitter

Chalk white

Alright by me

Just a little bitter

they do right by me

Peace of body and mind

for a limited time

I'm so lucky and my thinking is fuzzy

My old lady watched me writhe

Further in debt in an attempt to get my spine right

When the itch becomes too much

I'll scratch and ramble and such

Picking, digging, gouging until I'm red

Oh, no why?

That slight relief gone dry

One last dose and I'm on my own

Muscle, nerve and brittle bone

I just can't pay these fees

And I just can't be seen

I just can't be seen

I just can't be seen