two lives two moralities two vices i can’t give up
two bottles two pound entry two am and i’m stumbling home
two bodies two moans two people trying to feel alive
too broken too chaotic too hard to make this choice
i just feel like im being pulled between two lifestyles and i have to choose which to follow. im called to surrender everything but i just cant give it up. im cloning myself, creating two different personalities which i can switch between, given the situation. and now i dont know which one is the real me.