its not about the money.

[lets_burn]

you arent you anymore.

you look like you.
smell and sound like you.

but you arent my friend.

i lost you a long time ago.
a slave to a needle.
now its the bad idea moving your limbs.
traveling the sea of your blood.

im so sorry i didnt do more.
i dont know what to do.
if there is anything i can.