soul sold

Do I look scary without my soul?
I gave it away in return of some nicotine
I gave it away for alcohol
never belonged to me
no right answer
I was too blind to see
I was always dying
I was fucked up for 22 years with this traitor inside me
It always helped my Enemies
Never letting me free
I used to feel it at night
Craving for nicotine and alcohol like me
I used to give the it none
Ha ha ha :) nicotine is purer and expensive
And was better for the services I got in return
To burn it would have been my last wish
It wanted to see it black and high in smokes
I would have loved to see it melt
I would have loved to dance in the rain of molten soul
Then I realized the matter is grave, and I gave it instead
So it finally helped me
It helped my finally to sleep, get high and get to bed
Now I feel light With this void
And I want to feel even lighter
Thinking of letting go my heart, my veins
Im thinking of letting go my skin
Letting go everything till my nicotenious blood remains
Because I can’t die now
I got no soul
And no matter what I do
For its colour maybe a little shy
That black thing will remain here
I know souls never die.