works archive added8 12 2001

7 10 2001 Here it goes, back to the same-old it sticks like slavery   a ball and chain   a mental savior from old self respect a pain in the artery   it's the cancerous contusion   that feeds on the flesh i call home cell locked into sickness   a few days feeling fine   then its back to the same-old the same slavior that held me comes shoving me back to the same-old.