"i guess i should be one to talk. there's nights that i can't even walk. there's days i couldn't give a fuck."

there's nights that i can't even walk
so i just lay in bed and try,
over the murderously cheerful laughs
of the college-age children swimming around my room,
to hear damon albarn and the fireworks.
but once i find the note it's already too late.
so i submit myself to the momentary pain and

the rest is silence