Milk & Bleach

Been here for a while, I think I'm out of cash
Just won donkey tail, now I need a slash
And this band that's playing, man they're fucking trash
That gal I kissed, I think she had a stash
Stale and reeking, as my brain's potato mash
The crackers didn't absorb it, I need another slash
As the river flows down I'm feeling slightly mashed
She spoke elvish, it was loud where we gassed
Remembring her face but it's just a flash
Sky's looking funny, geometry dash
About to lose my wit as I puke on pavement slabs
The bus won't let me on, need me a cab
Would've strolled home but my tires are slashed
The cabbie's displeased I hope we fucking crash
The shops are closed, the buildings are mashed
My brain's dazed, I suffer from whiplash
The radio stopped, I think we crashed
Driver's fuming and the car is intact
Said: we already here, pay and dash
The doorlock frowned: not another scratch!
Sat there for a minute feeling slightly washed
Now my brain's diluting with blame, guilt, and hash
Zilch can distract, not even sonic dash
Syd Barett appearance, feeling like Johnny Cash
Always devastated, patience's not working J. Bada$$
Well I know the problem, I ain't a dumbass
Solution ain't easy, sorry I'll pass
Plus what I'm gonna feed the leech
I'll be the meat if there is no bleach
Funny how it's a curse, but for me it's a Kitsch
I ain't a superman, I ain't a preach
Milk alone won't cut it, sorry Nietzche