At nite the light hits the window with this huge blue streak At nite there's something burning upstairs At nite there's someone in the attic next door & in the morning, there's something burning in my heart & in the morning, there's something burning in my stomach & in the morning, there's a blur of the night before
Heroin scars searching for me Arrows darting from my parents stares Blank stares Aura of a drug ridden, selfish lover Unloving to me Feeling only the arms of their savior There is none for me Or that which creates so much of them Their poison put me here
Jaz and i had a wonderful fun filled nite... first we went to travelers and had coffee then we went to morristown diner and had coffee and tea...(we didn't want to go home yet) then we drove all around motown... Lemme just tell you it was a blast