He sits opposite using those words swear words the words that dare you to say keep ths **** outa my way
I think he's angry or he could be quite mad but the words that he's using are definitely bad
blasphemy, he's taking the name of my God and firing it into me he should be more careful or he'll get an earful from me.
Tubes are asylums shocks to the brain passengers are inmates we all look the same.
Just an early morning run again with the ****** too late for the night shift the pick up artists with gamblers eyes It doesn't surprise me that people are mad you'd go mad too doing what these people do
I stay sane by pretending this ain't no train but a time machine in an old fashioned dream full of Miss Monroe's and each journey flows like the river.
Then it ends as it began an escalator jammed a thousand step to climb, descend and that depends on if you're coming or going.