28 August 2026
Hey, doc,
I need to drop a dime
On your numb numbs
You carrying the usual
Them pure Novocain
I need more numb numbs
As I'm feeling pain all the time
Something damn real is reaching
For once was mine
Asking me to come back to life
But I'm not ready for reality
To come back on line
Hey how comes
You so insensitive
You sampling your own
Numb numbs
I suppose
You see me as a mess
But you know
I'm good for your business
Damn, doc
No need be rude
I know you don't care
Why you shaking doc —
Yes I got money
It's here in my underwear
So I need need a Novocain refill
To fill my veins
To numb numbs my brain
Doc, why you never cringe
When I say
Walking here I found a syringe
Hey how comes
You so insensitive
You sampling your own
Numb numbs
I suppose
You see me as a mess
But you know
I'm good for your business
Well pin cushion
I'm the real dum dums thinkin
One in the arm can't do me harm
And I learned why
I was the Block Boy dealin
With best numb numbs
Now I'm feeling pain all the time
Something damn real is reaching
For once was mine
Asking me to come back to life
But I'm not ready for reality
To come back on line
Don't cringe
My dear rig fiend
But that syringe you hold
Is mine
I suppose
You see me as a mess
But you know
I'm good for your business
I do care
It's just hard now
To have to share
My numb numbs
© 2026 John Osinga. All rights reserved. St. Thomas, Ontario, Canada.
Gothic Americana / Dark folk — Mood: Defiant, Yearning
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Gothic Americana | Dark folk — Mood: Defiant, Yearning