DUI - outside hire

I’ve got a way around the bend

A cool mix of rain and sedatives

Don’t stop 'til you get enough

When I die, will you watch me from afar?

When the breaks are releasing

I’ll question: who will claim my body?

Sit, deleting emails in furs

Stomach the chemical burn

A family event on the first

Trident, been grinding my teeth

Talking way too-too fast

Can’t keep up with my words

My portions are severed in the thirds

But you say that I’m second to none

I second the notion to notice

I’m notably the person holding the gun

I don’t feel good