one pill makes you smaller

Valium

by McCutcheon
All the pills I have swallowed
at the end it’s valium
The opium for the masses

I lay here
my life is ruined
but at least I’m relaxed
The restraints against the tension
my straight jacket

You say I look okay
I fooled you
you fool
that’s my game
not your fault

I envy Elvis and his toilet seat
wish I could be the King
sitting there
on his throne
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