stuck, sprawling from the city, making tracks still calling. the speed lights have stopped, now their just stalling as the moon on the back traces a drawing like pencils experience the feeling of falling.
i've corrupted youth far past use, and it was only for the thought of you one last hit, a final fix or two as i tried to find your love in a melting spoon
i've got my dose, i can get some sleep but without you I've lost my dreams and tomorrow, as the sunlight screams i'll start all over, and not remember anything