thebosss

and breathin's overrated
stormchasin and its gettin later
i used to love her now i hate her shes a brainraider
fallin in a crater
of lost memories
im so out of hand
i dont even fuck with me
im goin trippin drunk and slippin
sleepin in ditches
switchin prescriptions
bangin a random hoe and itchin
i dont give a flyin feces
i aint one with the human species
slappin the nurse tryin to up my cc's
i fall apart
take all my pain turn it into art
blowin up a kmart and blame it all on mozart
fuck im surprised i got a deal
every 2 hours i take a pill
thats where im at,
its all surreal
i got imaginary friends
an imaginary life
an imaginary wife
and a real knife
out of here by next weekend
hung over on the dresser with my brain leakin
and i run away
from the light of day
i am not okay
my soul's a misery
i think im losin my mind
im whacked out on jack and blacked out
trapped in a crackhouse full of dddddoubt
i got guilt to the hilt
i fight tears and fears
been out for 10 years
hit a big bump up off the mirror
find me at www dot
i came to trouble you dot
come here motha fucka take your best shot
suicidal
got a lot of demons to fight
ill probably sit in a chair and put my mouth around a rifle
i feel abused to lose the blues
ill bring my booze
im in the who's who's
and dope fees and floozies in the land
preparin for news