only life i know how to live

me and my friends
we don't encourage discipline
or really much of anything.
we do our drugs 'till we're lit up.
tell ourselves that this is love.
but it's never added up
and it will never be enough.
it's the same corner booth,
the same sixth street bar,
the same sour mouths,
and the same empty arms.
forever and ever our lives
on a loop.




it's the same dollar draft,
the same whiskey words,
the same hanging heart,
and the same old scorched earth.
we're further and further
away from the truth.

i wanna stop it.
i wanna stop it.
i wanna stop it.

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