These are the
days I remember
Istedgade
stood and fluttered
from an empty apartment
filled with neon lights
your medicine
tongue had the snake's bite
we sat so
tightly
everything in
your life was a complete fraud
while you held
the python
the words
turned to glue
damn how thick
it was.
I remember it
all
I've been to
Copenhell
I've been there myself.
These are the
days I remember
I lay so close
to you, my hunger
was an empty apartment
filled with neon lights
my desperation
grew only stronger
we lay so
tightly
when he came back
from Christiania with dope
I lost my last
hope
the room
turned black
hanging from a
rope.
I remember it
all
I've been to
Copenhell
I've been there myself.

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