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Lost Another One
gut feeling like I downed a keg the night before but I'm just worried about kicked out the door Been fuckin around,..but get me mistaken, .......only half my absents i was faken, cold hands from the blood rushing thought my head thinking of food and taste of no bread, cream for i scheme, as a child had bigger dreams in my eyes stars,....others just see a bum my amishion is lacking, better yet I have none I try, feels like glass ceiling never gonna shatter stop caring, what the fuck does it really matter weed calm my nerves, and releases my mind but even that ends in a matter of time then phase me back on the grind, doing time back on the block still slanging my services Seeing all the new blood got me a little nervous to a lesser degree, there all just me,uneasy question when they'll reach down to pull pink then face get nasty like downing a hard drink but after deal with this stress it wont be a prob after all,...all I gotta do is find a new job |
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