325 Fantastic Milligrams - Time

Slightly number then your arm that you slept on

Lighter then a hospital balloon

My mattress is a flying carpet

Collapsed lungs ain’t nothing

Blown out knees used to be something

Broken ribs feel like hic ups

Garden hose in my chest

Drink it off like a vet

Pain is fiction, fantastic prescriptions

Of roller coasters, gum drops and sushi

Aspirin is john candy and naked gun movies

Teeth getting pulled crack like candy corn

Theres gauze in my molar’s

God’s a bull dozer

Used to scrape knee caps falling in the alley

Gravel bloody palms, stigmata, JESUS

Augustus Pablo’s my ny-quil

Let me see my pharmacist ill read on the road on my front porch

Legs numb, pressure in my ear my heads a torch

Rolled ankles make me think of july

The letter P makes me fly, in fantastic HA nobody CRIES

Broken arms they make me giggle

Nausea’s a reward, my mom’s a nurse

Don’t worry death don’t hurt

Don’t worry dead don’t hurt

Don’t worry death don’t hurt

When you die your friends will take your shirts

(AwareNess)

In fantastic nobody’s arm sleeves turn into hand gloves