Ant Smith

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I have a small scar above my eyebrow on the right
Oddly for me I have a memory of that night
Overdosing on the things that give me some delight.
"'Scuse me while I step outside, but I may be some time"

And yet i am alive and but for all of that
I think of all the times I have and will collapse

I have a small aversion to drinking vodka neat
And this is how it has been since I turned eighteen
Overdosing on the things that give me some relief
With flammable liquids I'm turning up the heat

Pickle and preserve for me all my tasty bits
Immolate my memories like I were your bitch
Sterilise my dirty side with your finest wines
Take a furtive peep inside the darkness of my mind

And yet i am alive and but for all of that
I think of all the times I have and will collapse

From time to time I worry, I will end my days
Face down in the porcelain, trying to flush away
Remnants of my inner self organs and the like
Every shred of evidence, that I have had a life.

And yet i am alive and but for all of that
I think of all the times I have and will Collapse