This sedative for soldiers lets your therapy take over, feeling heavenly like coffins, turns the best of me to nothing- wont you sell the piece thats left of me this restless peace Im lost in, its this textbook need Im stuck with, cant be locked in but I am-, stranded on a beach with no weed no waves no sun no sand, no fun no plans- no guns to turn this, on demand like Im a service, and like half of what you learn is dont be sad because youre worth it.

If I could only-, if only I was sober nough to talk- I cant keep on holding on my thoughts, if my head only had a heart-, if I had only from the start,!-

to be fucking continued i vanlig ordning.