the grasshopper committed suicide
in my toilet bucket
there was not even enough water to drown him
but he did managed
that's his style
And me, I say "I am dead"
in every little poem i write
in every night i drink
I punch life away
I hang my soul from the ceiling fan
and burn it with cigarettes
and i live and I am gonna be thirty one
and that's my style
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