Chapter 13: Anatomy of a New Man

R.I.P. me grieving by the lake Roach box hot as hell is a cold place Fever ready, red e.y.e’s to be meme’d or knot himself Dirty bed he mourns for many more More more please steep this hole in my head Je cherche un homme de Portneuf Soaked, cold, smoked liver and hardened arteries Veins cascade with Tangueray, liquid courage and anti-freeze Late Shop GTA L.A. for the best screams The anatomy of a new man and none of me can steep this hole in my head Je cherche un homme de Portneuf General and Humble I am Groot Old as the Earth around longer than any of them ever were. You were so digital, I am Groot Grieve for a root like a monk among trees with the anatomy of a new man You were so digital, I am Groot Grieve for a root like a monk among trees with the anatomy of a new man Je cherche un homme de Portneuf Une illusion mais quand même un homme de Portneuf et il s’appelle Je cherche un homme à longe terme Une illusion mais quand même un homme condamner Un homme inhiber un homme comme moi dit lui I am Groot You were so physical, I am Groot You were so seminal, I am Groot You were so cynical, I am Groot You were so logical, I am Groot You were so digital, I am Groot You were so natural, I am Groot You were so criminal, I am Groot You were so biblical, I am Groot Je cherche un homme de Portneuf