I have my sea as mash
My toes too sore to dance
My bracing coffee is tied up beer
I have my duties as 1000 cigarettes
And every day is the same hobbling around devouring bed
I can not take a picture of everything I see
Because I broke [bad word] inside of me
And every day I miss my morning everyday
I dive into a mouth of couch not to hear the words-
"hey man wake up and do attempt"
I'm one of million man you will ignore when I take my afternoon walk in shop for sweet sugar whiskie and mock [bad word] from every little mistake it is not every day existence it s every day of not resistance
I don't, don't need the phone
I drink alone
My life like copy/paste
Now I cant beat to break a dam
I wasted all my time
I'm wind without a sound
I cant shout to wake you up
I hide myself from the morning light
I am stuck in the yellow time
May I be damned
For what you gave me firewood
But I don't know what to do
Your pills don't cure me
And tomorrow will be yesterday because I am
afternoon man
And I don't give a [bad word] [bad word] I am idleness man
I should by a gun to shoot myself
But there is no reason why
Because I'm...
Oh [bad word] ..
One time I was a man who don't need wall to stand it was time of hall of light
And my [bad word] to me not only at nights
When have I started to decay
Aaaaaaa