"and your friends, baby, they treat you like a guest."
great dread; isolation, rape, and belittlement...so, let's talk about the New Year. Gone and been and past and finished. jan&feb are both the same, sludge trash and dirty snow court dates and ticket money, March will renew me, or...as much as a few trails of snow can renew. A million outstanding things, one overpowering the other; too many battles...The beating-heart bassline has been sucked from life; the chorus conspired and then seceded. what am i left with...I am left with a brainful of pockmarked memories. All that's over with now anyway. A glass of wine at midnight. cocktails of cigarettes and christmas dinner and outdated beer and gagging when you hold in the smoke.
My New Year's Resolution is to never expect anything from anyone ever again.
My New Year's Resolution is to never expect anything from anyone ever again.