if i had a dollar for every time i choked
oh lord, i'm stuck in college again. never enough creedence never enough screaming. my voice fell through the floor last night , i couldnt get it up in front of a bare bulb and four strangers with big eyes. sober and estranged i wanted to sing but whimpered it out instead. i'd prefer jealousy now to sympathy later. tonight ill belt the new shit out with confidence even if i know he ain't staying. sick of political spits, let's light a fire for ethereal bliss.