Chip's Journey

Total agony, cruel hellscape Bad back, pouring rain What the fuck, bills are due today? What the fuck is all this doing to me? Doesn’t matter, phone rings Nothing good, whiskey drink Feet hurt, I'm fucking tired Brain fried but I don’t mind Put the gun Back in your pocket Pet a dog Smoke some weed Everything will be okay Just as long as I disintegrate Wait, where am I? Where am I? Fuck all you motherfuckers I'll take the soup and salad to go Eat shit, die quick Where's my fucking tooth? I'm coming back for that thing I'm coming back for that thing