It's been a full day now I see the full moon from the chair I'm sitting by my bedroom window. My head is so full, I'm filling one more glass to fill the void in me and fool my restless soul.
Time is worth more than gold on your deathbed being sold. Expiration dates aren't legible. Just ask a drowned 10 year old. Cancer is the roulette wheel. After chemo see how you feel. Just sell my soul for morphine with the pain in my machine.