Hear my words, heed my wisdom,
from cigarette butt, that’s been pissed on,
I’m your pain, suck me in,
to ensure, both loss and win,
double-standard, twice the price,
a human life, is made of vice,
crush me out, then replace,
with the same old; sordid chase,
of broken dreams, stink the house,
not so pure, you cosmic mouse,
a hollow crown, goes up in smoke,
both wizened slack and new boy woke,
it’s not my fault, I’m man-made,
though I blacken lung, you make the shade!