Sitting, talking to someone else's dream
Drunk and lonely with pen to paper
Wondering when it's gonna be my turn

Still giving in to self temptation
Thinking back to school
However long ago that was
Make sure to dot your eyes and cross your exes
Or something to that effect

Rocking back and forth, not really sure why
Penmanship's gone to hell
And the neighbours hate me because my music is too loud
Too bad

The tide is high and I'm drowning
in a bacardi haze of night to day

09/07/2002

Posted on 09/07/2002
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