Got to quit this stuff
Alcohol drugs and cigs
Making me crazy and restless
Losing my mind to madness
My body feels old creating all kinds of pain
Time is being wasted to lost thoughts
Exhaling polluting ideas in the ears of the few
Resurrecting the wounds of old to justify the present
Tears falling seeing no end to the purple sky
A blind man cannot see
No hero here
Except tomorrow
maybe
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