DRY GIN

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Chivalry died as soon as I was kicked out of the comfy womb
As soon as I was kicked out of Eden

I don't do this much often
Speaking about my past life, that is
It gives me a one-way trip to an instant trance
Then like always, my gin and memories slow dance
Emotions escape me in Roman numerals

Nature's was plays tug-of-war with the devil
My soul is the prize

Gin and juice
Eggs and bread

Quarter empty Black Label bottles fill me better than love
Wickedness prevails
and love as always, is derailed

I miss the smooth sails
The day I came back to Earth as a white and decided to invade Israel
And made sure negroes ever reach their prime
I took everything that's theirs and sold it off as mine
The day I unwillingly came back to Gaia as a white man
I sipped dry gin

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