Maybe i'll start a methlab, my friends make a lot selling drugs. I feel like shit and i've had too much to drink tonight. So pass more cheap wine, Cause the only thing that sober did was give me life, And i don't want it.
Burning holes in my brain, cocaine.
Maybe i'll start a book store, then again i don't know shit about books. And reading makes my eyes sore, and if anybody Asks me what i'm doing tonight, tell them i died yesterday. Because life's a joke and i don't get it.
