I'll Drink Over.
Tonight I will drink beer and smoke cigarettes.
always spoke to the wall but they say never.
The area is always less good breathed here.
The brothel and space is
becoming increasingly limited.
If I had known all this shit when I was alone before.
I am tired and yet I look at my bed.
I can not go to bed me right away.
I am having beers and cigarettes, and
why should I go where I am alone with my head.
I still talk to the walls but they don't give me
This loneliness haunts me, but I have experienced before.
But I have to live it through an another time.
it's so hard to be there without doing anything.
But if the foul was of someone else.
Will I have to suffer the same
Yet as I live.
And yet nothing happens.
cigarette burns, and I still see no flame.
Still the times burns and I still see the same.
So I have to take this shit again.
it with my hands.
So maybe you could help me.
Or maybe you should to leave me.
So now I become someone else.
no one seem to want to know.
Perhaps that I don't cares anyway.