Track 5 [Video]
[ Hyde has clicked on, and he looks more like shit than usual]
Alright, man, so I lost this notebook for about two months. Two months of staying in shelters. You know what happens in those shelters? Those things you hear from your dad about prison- doesn't have crap on it. And I thought this thing was gone forever too, man. Not that I like write a lot, but what the hell's a guy going to do beside sharing a cot in a room full of crazy people and deranged psychopaths that spend their nights fighting each other because the shadows in the dark are growling at them? I made shadow puppets one night and they lost their mind.
.... I hate doing this. I never do this. But as cozy as this feels- does anyone have an extra room out there? I don't have a job yet but I'm working on it. Till then I'll pay my way with great tales, good taste in music, and a peace pipe.
I thought living back home with my mom was bad, but then I get thrown in this place. Though I couldn't say it was the first time someone came at me with a broken beer bottle when I was trying to sleep. Oh- protip to anyone that gets faced with that situation- just roll off the bed. The drunk will either end up tripping on themselves and passing out on your sleeping place, or accidentally stab themselves.
Alright, man, so I lost this notebook for about two months. Two months of staying in shelters. You know what happens in those shelters? Those things you hear from your dad about prison- doesn't have crap on it. And I thought this thing was gone forever too, man. Not that I like write a lot, but what the hell's a guy going to do beside sharing a cot in a room full of crazy people and deranged psychopaths that spend their nights fighting each other because the shadows in the dark are growling at them? I made shadow puppets one night and they lost their mind.
.... I hate doing this. I never do this. But as cozy as this feels- does anyone have an extra room out there? I don't have a job yet but I'm working on it. Till then I'll pay my way with great tales, good taste in music, and a peace pipe.
I thought living back home with my mom was bad, but then I get thrown in this place. Though I couldn't say it was the first time someone came at me with a broken beer bottle when I was trying to sleep. Oh- protip to anyone that gets faced with that situation- just roll off the bed. The drunk will either end up tripping on themselves and passing out on your sleeping place, or accidentally stab themselves.