7 September 2011

White Assassin

My head won't slow down
I'm looking at this page
Writing words
Trying to focus
But countless shots
And glasses of beer
And pints of cider
And bottles of wine
Keep reminding me
That there's too much shit inside
For me to just sleep
So instead I smoke
And I write
And I walk
And I browse pointless shit online
Anything for a distraction
But I won't worry too much
I'll be asleep soon
And regretting it all in the morning.

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