525.600 minutes...
Its 's nights like this i question my resolve not to drink. Wouldn't it be easier to do what so many of my friends and coworkers do?
Would that temporary escape help dull the pain? Or would it drag me deeper?
And I'll want nothing else til I die...
Goddamn ice has frozen my thoughts to despair.
Of course, it is like me to blame the weather on a personal defect.
Defective. That's me.
Would that temporary escape help dull the pain? Or would it drag me deeper?
And I'll want nothing else til I die...
Goddamn ice has frozen my thoughts to despair.
Of course, it is like me to blame the weather on a personal defect.
Defective. That's me.