
I got sad like suicidal gin
I got confusion like smooth Braille
I got hate like a homocidal vegan
I got direction like a clipper without sails
They got happy like pink champagne
They got clarity like an eagle with glasses
They got love like Jesus at Christmas
They got contentment like a pass mark fail
Give us all drugs that mimic reward
Deliver us from satisfaction and self preservation
Talk to all strangers until they’re familiar
Submerge in black bile and turn blue as the whale