To anyone wanting to do drugs. Take it from me, I’ve tried booze, oxy, Trazodone (which I still abuse) and every white pill in between. Weed, nah, I only do that when it’s offered.
The only true drug out there. The one that always comes through in the end. The one with a high that is beyond stupidity and the low that so far out reaching life’s limitations…
From the little neighborhood in Concord NH dressed up in political correctness. To the broken cobblestone streets of Durham NH and everywhere in between.
If you are white, well fed and playing dead…
You are your drug of choice. Just because I’m white doesn’t mean I can read. And, just because I’m half cocked on a diploma with Fine Art written all over it doesn’t mean, I ain’t styling in stupidity like the poor slobs I’m helping down here in the South, ya’all!
All hail the higher, I’m higher every day and there is a will
there is a skill, a powder, a pill to make me stay that way.
Happiness for a day or 2, that’s my limit, I’m a junkie how ’bout you?
Someday I’m gonna blow and when I do, happiness for a day or 2!
Down here for worship, I’m higher every day and even though I pray…
How much I pray, how much I pray that I don’t stay that way…
Now, happiness for a day or 2, that’s my limit, I’m a junkie how ’bout you?
Someday I’m gonna blow and when I do, happiness… (Happy now?)
I was hey, I was well on my way, yes I, I was hey, I was well on my way to the sun, to fun
I don’t think I wanna know..
Happiness for a day or 2, that’s my limit, I’m a junkie how ’bout you?
Someday I’m gonna blow and when I do, I have the happiness just like you.
Got the weekend off from volunteering so I thought I’d put some ideas down in text..mull them over and keep adding to the book.
Travels with Ambien Grace and Beckett Couvillion the third!
