seen your video, the phony rock n roll
I’ll write you a letter tomorrow
lonely days are gone, im a going home
Am I the only one here today?
if being afraid is a crime, we hang side by side
good and bad I define these terms, quite clear, no doubt, somehow
deceived me into thinking I had something to protect
in a soldiers stance, I aimed my hand at the mongrel dogs who teach
always the fool with the slowest heart
and im up when the dawn is breaking even though my heart is aching – I should be drinking to absent friends instead of these comedians
My life is a hashtag 