Welcome to your delusional paradise.
Under the made for your pleasure blue skies.
Bask in the big bright glow of radiation.
Where every day is like a fatal vacation.
Keep your eyes closed tight and look around.
Pay no attention to those warning sounds.
The smell of things rotten and stench of decay.
If you take these pills it will all go away.
There is nothing like it not anywhere you’ll find.
Just one hit away and it’s right up in your mind
Where everything is great, it’s just so nice
Here inside your own delusional paradise.
By Gary Agurries
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