Half awake from a sleepless night
Feels like ninteen years since I've slept alright
Twenty four hours in a day, sixty minutes make an hour
That's 599,582,088 seconds my brain has been working at half power
Burnout, addict, druggie fuckin' fiend
Not in or out but somewhere in between
What's holding me back is my addiction to green
But it's better than white if you know what I mean
People say it can't happen but I'm livin' proof
Hell, it's even easier when you live under the same roof
It would be kinda cool to write rhymes for a livin'
I guess I'm just afraid it'll lead to more sinnin'
But music's in my blood and rhymes write themselves in my head
I don't want to do anything else
I'd rather be dead
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A Little Bit About Me
RandomI'm not really sure where the direction of this story is going to go. I anticipate it will be a mixed bag of anything and everything. Not sure how often I will update, but it will happen.
