YoUr bEaUtY CoVeRs uP My vOiCe
Like wheat an' sky. One hell of a temper and somethin' to take your breath away. But that kid's dead now, been that way for a long, long time, I think.
I could care less how the weather's changing. I leave this room for food and that's about it. No reason to go back out there anyway 's long as I got smokes here. Fucked if I know, though, could be goin' out anyway. Things are quiet though, and that's what bothers me. Like the damn twilight hours where there aren't hardly any cars downtown. Eerie. Feels like ambushes. Gunshots would sound more welcoming. Silence is just ominous.
I could care less how the weather's changing. I leave this room for food and that's about it. No reason to go back out there anyway 's long as I got smokes here. Fucked if I know, though, could be goin' out anyway. Things are quiet though, and that's what bothers me. Like the damn twilight hours where there aren't hardly any cars downtown. Eerie. Feels like ambushes. Gunshots would sound more welcoming. Silence is just ominous.