ashtrays overflowing, pools of spilled wine
breakfasting on black coffee and five cigarettes
this is how i choose to while AWAY my time
i can feel it crawling slowly across my skin
with insect legs so thin
fearless now the sky has fallen so many times before
no need to ask me how i feel now just use your eyes
no need to ask me if you're welcome
do I look LIKE i would push you away?
who i am today is the price i've paid
for what i used to want more than anything
choices that i've made
sometimes made me hate everything in me
it's a cesspool inside, the sewer of lost hopes |
