makes me happy, lately you just give me grief. Waking up drunk makes me happy, and I'm about as happy as I can be. In one end and out the other, you got
of my hand at your throat I will not deny my humanity I'll be rolling in it like a pig in feces Because there's no other integrity In awaiting the demise
cycles are bringing me down. We could build a nice life together if we don't kill each other first. Are you just too fucked up to understand me or is it the other