with rotten wood,
that decayed from the start
cause you cant find nothing at all,
if there was nothing there all along.
love it when a song describes something so damn perfectly?
im lucky enough to come across this more than once
one of those mornings where i ask
what the fuck happened last night?
this has to stop happening dammit
i think i keep doing this
because of how much i know you would hate it?
rough, rough, rough
the word to describe how things have been lately
just woke up with this half written post
and a pink slip in my hand
kind of looks like a drinking ticket
last thing i remember i was listening to TEN
and telling my life story
and head banging
what the fuck?
whatsup headache?
lets face it, this is never what i wanted
the things we do just to keep ourselves alive

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