Why the fuck does fate tempt me so badly? Why the fuck do i react so sadly?
Why cant i just free myself from this jail?
Fuck me, its been oens since ive psosted bail.
So hectically lost in thought miles away,
its pissing outside and i find it so difficult just to sit, stay!
I promise you that perfect is how i feel,
and it is me and its real.
Yet all i wanna do is go and score,
and after that first fucking hit its just more!
So far lost and far gone,
sad realtiy, sad song!