crash and fucking burn
this is how you learn
smoking up and getting down
my life’s a toilet bowl spinning round and round
Head rush, face flush, your touch
My crutch
________the consequence of a coincidental occurrence
Romance the world in Poetic past tense
I’m climbing up the walls and down your throat
Focus my efforts to keep you afloat
there’s a problem with they way you think
every opinion and motivation is based upon instinct
