I just want to go home. This road's so cold and I'm alone. I've got my friends but they don't know. I've lost my soul I'm made of stone. . I'm just so tired.
Coffee and Cigarettes are my only escape.. I got my cup of Joe, my pack of stokes. And I'm on my way downtown, to. Set up shop, and sing my cares away..
Oh my god I. Had the most amazing time. Last night. I dreamt I saw you again. That's when the flashbacks started to begin. . They started slow. But then picked up fast.