No beer so I kill time by stabbing it with fourth grade grammar and no punctuation
there's gotta be a cigarette SOMEWHERE IN THIS HOUSE...
I'm stopped suspended in time umm, No I just don't have any money so I can't do anything
But the need for action seems like Im stepping on a bed of nails so I have to keep moving
what do I do with myself
How can cure this constant need for something or someone?
thoughts like a garrison of voices bombard my mind and make it hard to focus on just one
Im going insane...