I need a bump and a bottle of clear to make this ******* headache go away
Growing up ***** like they say
And you just ran away
I need a cigarette because my lungs hurt
Pity and sorrow won't stop tomorrow
But the coke sinks down and I slowly downed in self pity and disgust,
I can't ******* feel my legs
I guess I forgot to take my meds,
And soon tomorrow I'll be high and I'll forget to kiss the world goodbye,
I will fall into a world only I will understand,  
Maybe it's the blow
Right now I really don't know
But the world is different and your voice is a melody
Please sing to me
And this feeling is nothing else than what I can barely seem to remember,
And in this moment I figured out what I am,
Im sicker than a ******* lie time ticks by so I slowly die, in a society that smells like ****.