SUICIDE LAB PRODUCTIONS
"Exorcizing SICK-HOP From Demons, Death Never Sounded This Good!!"
Harold dean
Marinating in a brine of raw self doubt and pure harvest
anxiety. A native son of the hubcap, and a true Missourian.
Distilling a batch of riff fueled,just got off work,that is a
suitable standard, ungarnished, unflavored,and served cold.
Cornbread and poison sops up the venom,and keeps
the room from spinning. Hallucinating the future of eternal
hostility through the eyes of a cockroach on the bathroom
floor.
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