An acid house tune,
On Morphine,
At this rave there is
No dancing
Only fitful, poisoned sleep,
To a toxic lullaby.
Magnesium and antibiotics
Mix with salt and sugar,
Building blocks of life
Along with poison.
They drip into the body
To a toxic lullaby.
And visions never seen
In life,
Come in a sick sleep
Things connect and make
Dreams that will never
Come again
Surreal visions flicker
To a toxic lullaby.
Soon the lines will become firm
And the body and mind
Will get better
But the only comfort right now
Is a toxic lullaby.
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