god what did i do for this,
is that you or some spider touching me.
my little friend come back again and again.
you stop by every month and im so happy to see you.
before long youll be gone again and ill be alone.
I have lived so hard this vessel is showing its hatred for me.
I need to shave but i dont feel up to it,
I need to bathe but who would be mad about it.
dont fret about it,
i be fine without it.
cold sweats and cigarettes,
the very best of the best.
i itch and scratch,
pick that scab its not too pretty anyhow.
im out,
i am goin out,
dont ask me where,
theres plenty more out there.
lifes peachy and i love everything, or was it the otherway around?
i dont know anymore.
wrestling and slamming on my board,
get up walk it off,
ibuprofen heartburn is gods laughter.
head high
get high
light my life
light my cigarette
ill get more
im taking bets.
