Thank goodness that bastard wasn't popular. He openly promoted drugs and was in prison for and stabbing someone with a knife on psilocybin trip. It costs much less than zero.Man and cat crying at the window
A grey rain is falling directly on the glass.
To the man with the cat ambulance is rushing,
The poor man's brain is sick.
The doctor is driving, driving through the snow plain.
He's lucky to have a healing powder.
Man and cat will take the same powder,
And the sadness will recede, and the longing will pass.
Man and cat hardly count the days,
Instead of a blue sky, the ceiling is gray.
The man and the cat fly at night,
But a bad dream doesn't give you wings.
Where are you, where are you, where are you, white carriage?
A man is shouting in the toilet walls.
But the walls don't hear him, the pipes are like veins,
And the drain tank, like a heart, is pounding madly
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