Took a cherry blunt hit with yellowed fingers The song writing sensibility lingered Poured black coffee and wrote a tune on being comfortable at night How a bad tooth kept me down Teenage greasy haired full blown depression Guitar in hand or within reach obsession Chain smoking , acrid breath Strumming through ashtrays to build a cigarette Hiding in rooms Scurrying away from crowds Always the subject Self medicated loner Writing poetry then burning it Having a friend then ruining it* ...
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