Oh Fuck a Duck.... I'm Dead

I died today and just kept on
left foot right footing
Left them all behind me and didn't look back
Went right past the funky brother on the corner playing sad sax
Guts went to shit on me
didn't even twist over half baked mistakes and wish for second takes
The bank wants its dues on fucks given on the premise of forgotten promises  
Same old shit started tasting salty
necks gone achey-breaky, jaws too stiff to spit
The maggots in my veins went on hunger strike
said they'd rather starve
And I kept bopping my head to the empty beat of a broken doorbell
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