illegal
Four beers, shots of gin, whiskey and tequilla, seperatly and mixed, into an omnipotent present.
Me, the stoned-eyed wayfarer sits somber- sorry, stupor, while maintaining a feeling of emaculance.
one joint, crude -stretched for time- hurry up so we can smoke this shit- light my mind up like a bonfire-you ain't even seen destruction
cold-tap-chaser chaseing after some small bit of humanity that slipped through the frail fingers of my crumbling wakefulness.
Too tired too move, too fucked up to sleep: i wander in limbo.
so i'm back up,out the door- never look back and pray that upstairs light doesn't come on.
ACid FLaSHBACk
Your hit? hit -hit me im only 12 showing, i got all the time in the world.
Pass -pass the hookah, hookah -passed out- passed the time playing blackjack, don't you remember?
guess not -car ride -backseat- whos driving? red light. blue light. redlight. bluelight.
redlight bluelight redlight bluelight redlight.---fast forward -sirens. oh shit man quick hide the pot, oh fuck. ok just be cool
son, TAP TAP, i said son, hello? you ok back there? ok just checking, i just pulled you over cause im an asshole.
Asshole? did he really just say that? --oh god that was close, shit man light up that spliff, oh fuck what the hell just happened??!?
REaLTiME
:Too tired to move, too fucked up to sleep
it's at this point that life superceeds reality into a kind of subreallity.
it doesn't follow the rules of existance.
explore, your brain is deteriorating, enjoy it.
Four beers. the shots turned out to be actually just more beers, there may have been shots, who knows really, so anyway updated count:
Fourteen beers. --> eight bong rips.
it's at this point that life derails, no turning back, best let go -or be in for a bumpy ride.
stoned-eyed emaculate -wayfarer. mind like a bonfire, chaser chasing -frail fingers. blackjack flashback. red light. blue light. fo r teen bers -detratng, eght bn.ps, .,...
Me, the stoned-eyed wayfarer sits somber- sorry, stupor, while maintaining a feeling of emaculance.
one joint, crude -stretched for time- hurry up so we can smoke this shit- light my mind up like a bonfire-you ain't even seen destruction
cold-tap-chaser chaseing after some small bit of humanity that slipped through the frail fingers of my crumbling wakefulness.
Too tired too move, too fucked up to sleep: i wander in limbo.
so i'm back up,out the door- never look back and pray that upstairs light doesn't come on.
ACid FLaSHBACk
Your hit? hit -hit me im only 12 showing, i got all the time in the world.
Pass -pass the hookah, hookah -passed out- passed the time playing blackjack, don't you remember?
guess not -car ride -backseat- whos driving? red light. blue light. redlight. bluelight.
redlight bluelight redlight bluelight redlight.---fast forward -sirens. oh shit man quick hide the pot, oh fuck. ok just be cool
son, TAP TAP, i said son, hello? you ok back there? ok just checking, i just pulled you over cause im an asshole.
Asshole? did he really just say that? --oh god that was close, shit man light up that spliff, oh fuck what the hell just happened??!?
REaLTiME
:Too tired to move, too fucked up to sleep
it's at this point that life superceeds reality into a kind of subreallity.
it doesn't follow the rules of existance.
explore, your brain is deteriorating, enjoy it.
Four beers. the shots turned out to be actually just more beers, there may have been shots, who knows really, so anyway updated count:
Fourteen beers. --> eight bong rips.
it's at this point that life derails, no turning back, best let go -or be in for a bumpy ride.
stoned-eyed emaculate -wayfarer. mind like a bonfire, chaser chasing -frail fingers. blackjack flashback. red light. blue light. fo r teen bers -detratng, eght bn.ps, .,...