Haven't slept too much this week
Don't remember my last good night's rest
And you can blame it all on cocaine
Always say I'll take a break tomorrow

Next day comes I feel beat down
Then I swallow medications
I go to work a tad bit better
Then I go home and find a random reason

I want to become a doctor
I have interest in our bodies health
I hope I live to find a little peace
And at least be 57

3:06am right now
It has been over an hour
At least I think I don't remember
Forgotten a lot this week

I don't even mind the sadness
I don't mind not to like life
That's what makes the cocaine better
Without it I sure hate to clean
© speed