10.13.2005
oldtimes, bad times
i found a taste of god
at the corner of sullivan
and north clinton
i took his pager number down
and got back to drinking
and thinking
some
which is usually a mistake
had the mind of a junkie, then
and not enough dope to take
there never is anyway
so i might as well go home
since i have no way left to lie
and nothing left to do
but make it right or die
alone
at the corner of sullivan
and north clinton
i took his pager number down
and got back to drinking
and thinking
some
which is usually a mistake
had the mind of a junkie, then
and not enough dope to take
there never is anyway
so i might as well go home
since i have no way left to lie
and nothing left to do
but make it right or die
alone
