end of a snowy winter before the ice age
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