I'm feeling like I'm still in the same old situation. I'm speaking but no one's listening, it's the same old conversation. But I know there's no hope.
And it was never enough. And it was never enough now. That heroin stuff. Traveling through Daddy's arm now. . Cuffed in that junk who knows if I would survive.
Used memories are blasphemy. Vulgar show offensively. Hemophiliac in me. Sacred blessings, blessed me. . Hemophiliac in me. . Shallow persons hollow you.