Substance D - Strange 48
As I struggle through a drunken mazeHere I climb the walls and stay up for daysThrough my head speeds the chemical burnYes, I like it that wayMy closest friends are powdered dreamsA bottomless glass, blackened smoke screenMy mind is sick but my arms are clean,And I like it that wayMt fucking life gets turned so upside downAt least it seems that way sometimesThe past two nights boy, have been the same fucked up dayA damn strange 48My mind is sick My soul is sickMy heart is sickJust one more hour and I’ll get some sleepFirst do another shot to wash down the speedHow times flies as I’m killing myselfI wouldn’t have no other wayMoney slips through my trembling fingersIt’s 6:00 am; I just bought more shitThe spots I see are like familyA damn strange 48My mind is numb my blood runs thinI’ve lost my grip but found religionOn a mirror lays my last future outI can’t go, oh God not this wayOne final rush, as my life passes byI can’t stand up I don’t feel quite rightI fade to black my soul deterioratesThat was my last?48
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