My lowest moment
I had walked out on my jewelry factory job,
went to a neighbor's house,
knowing he had pot and booze,
and drank his whiskey and smoked his pot.
The next morning
I was taking a soupy whiskey shit
and had to throw up
and I got up
shit on myself,
threw up blood,
and splashed shit
all over my face
Yea, I'd say its time to move on brother.
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