Grandmal

Please enjoy this freedom
Until your tummy aches
To be endowed with wisdom
Until this fever breaks
Mold and heavy wheezing
Try to hold your breath
Concentrate on saving
A cigarette for death

Please be still I'm not upset
You ain't killed no one yet

Nauseating insight
Confident and sure
Since the last concussion
Your words've begun to slur
The ornamental praises
Are more than enough
for my impersonation
Of someone that you love

Please be still I'm not upset
You ain't killed no one yet



Credits
Writer(s): Trevor Meek
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