Luck is an overflowing ashtray on an occupied bed

Nam Myo Ho

Ren Ge Kyo.

What is wrong? With you? With me? What's your mental disorder? Is there a name for it? 

Nam Myo Ho 

Ren Ge Kyo.

Cancer, my sign. Break me open, if I let you. Just another drag, and maybe I'll get out this bucket. 

Nam Myo Ho

Ren Ge Kyo.

I breathe in my problems, I breathe them out. Stress death in a wisp, from between my lips, and out my nose. 

Nam Myo Ho

Ren Ge Kyo.

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