| Sitting, Somking, Thinking,
I went to a temple today where they sold sanctuary. The price was to much to pay my sex, my drugs, my sanity.
Thanks to Bob Dylan for Mr. tamb. Man lol |
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| Abandonment, finally gave up run away from this truth.
Laying down resting my alcohol ravaged and sleep deprived body. Laying on this shattered mirror. Staring at the broken man looking back at me. you know he'll cut me if I try to look away
Shadows of the past witch piece cuts the deepest. Find away to rise above it.
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| Feeling used and sitn here. My mind drifts back to the nights we used to share.
God I love tripin on you. We all get high on the one that got away. he he
I want my blood in your temple
Feelin lost and breathin your light
Deeply inhale to take in this moment
Feel our Sex run rampant through our vains
Push this shockwave
I'll sooth it through your body
Energy cleansing me
Riding this you induced high
I'm telling myself mabye I'll just smoke one more and go to bed, but i
have never been much good at lying to myself. So there you go dirty
words from a feverd mind. thanks for listen
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| Im bout 3 packs into the night. The sun is almost mid sky. The birds have all but given up on telling me its past my bed time. so here it is.
Hes got a winning smile.
The needle always wears that grin,
Pumping his soothing word into your vain
Offer him your faith, What he offers you is fake
High, high it will take you high with no pressure youll brake.
God, Escapism samething. Anyway I still need my release, its not God. Mabey it one of the intoxicating substenances I'll find later this week . Fuck I'll just pretend its my next Marlboro. Well thanks for listin
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