“About working so hard About growing so stoned Trying not to turn up Trying not to believe in the light on your own”
About working so hard About growing so stoned Trying not to turn up Trying not to believe in the light on your own
"What gives this mess some grace unless it's kicks, man Unless it's fictions, unless it's sweat or it's songs?"
'And I know it's a lie/ but I'll still give my love.'
ur love isn't lost
Time to blow away some cobwebs.