Shai's blog: "Just stuff. "

Hitting the road at a quarter to ten 
I really can't believe I'm doing this again. 
But cash is getting tight 
and the stress is getting worse. 
I'll be halfway there 
When I finish this verse. 
The path that I'm taking 
On this cold dark night 
I never thought I'd be doing 
Something so not right. 
But the cash is short 
And the fights are long 
My destruction is 
The cause of this song. 
I take another puff 
Off my wooden pipe 
It's what what I have to do 
To live this life. 
My heart is racing 
My nerves are shot 
It takes all I've got 
To not fall apart. 
I'm finally there 
He's waiting for me 
With my heart I hate 
All that I see. 
But the cash is needed 
To calm the day 
I only wish 
There was another way. 
Toke after toke 
Shot after shot 
I'm finally ready 
To get him hot. 
Three hours later 
The cash is in. 
I dread the day 
I'll have to do this again.