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Twisted and endless is the road in which I walk.
Dark and cursed is the life from which I stroll.
No stars up above
No flowers down below
Merely a hellish road in which I pace my way down.
I'd wish for a better tomorrow
But there is no star to hear my calls
So it's here on this godforsaken floor
I rest my head and pray no more.
Bought a pack of cloves the other day.... smoked a New Port and a few Marlboro. Shit. So much for when i was president of Students Working Against Tobacco....
Dark and cursed is the life from which I stroll.
No stars up above
No flowers down below
Merely a hellish road in which I pace my way down.
I'd wish for a better tomorrow
But there is no star to hear my calls
So it's here on this godforsaken floor
I rest my head and pray no more.
Bought a pack of cloves the other day.... smoked a New Port and a few Marlboro. Shit. So much for when i was president of Students Working Against Tobacco....