I want to wake up - With a cigarette between my lips,already lit. Pass out on the couch. “Gonna burn this house down.” Flick my lighter And go back to the high where- I can discover what True Love is awl about It’s Something I can’t do without My hobbies ……are becominnnnnng …contagious… My habits are gripping my cheeks. Pulling my eyes. Haven’t eaten in a week, Listening to Hank 3 Singin’ along to every song. Just another bastard you’ve-walked-on! I can’t find any reason……. Not to pick up this dose. Fuck this pain in my gut. Reeling’ for the rig, an’ I fill that bitch up. Flick my lighter, And go back to the high where I can discover What true love is all about- It’s something I Can’t Do Without. It’s some necessity my body seeks restlessly. It’s a train wreck and I’m the conductor, see, heck, I’m so glad to be on the deck and break my neck to be - A part of this hereuuuuhh…. Heroin Hierarchy. “(Higher-archy”, hahahahahahaaaaawww……..) Flick my lighter And go Back to the Old Highway, where I can discover what True Love is all about. It’s something….that I simply cannot do without. Flick my Bic, and burn this ************ Down.
