Pungent

Floating in the void
Paranoid and detached
As they trying to open the latch
But its to hard to even grasp
Days go past to quick
Feeling myself sink
Closing to the brink

Melting in the smog
Arising from my bog
Jumping on the logs like frogger
Bullet dodger meant to be cannon fodder
We just get odder as time moves on
I floating on my ones glum
Faces come and they go
Still be here
Surprise

Forgive
But cant forget
All the scars you left
All the scars you left

The smell of your ego is so pungent
Is so pungent
Snakes in abundance
Watch them go
The smell of your ego is so pungent
I'm in my dungeon
Cooking up my potion
Watch it go

Pungent
Pungent
Pungent
Pungent
Pungent
Pungent
Pungent
Pungent



Credits
Writer(s): James Nenadic-thorpe
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