went out to hoover today to write me a song….
Its 3am, and the nights fairly young
Cigarettes on my breath
and whiskey on my tongue
When morning comes, I’m barely awake
Tryina see through the haze I’m still chasing daybreak
All this sense deprivation the self medication
and late nights are making me numb
It’s the moon that I’m facin and times what I’m racin
somehow I’m still flanking the sun
I never sleep. I spend nights at the bar
Hangin out with my friends and playing my guitar
And on the nights I don’t quite make it to bed
I wouldn’t want you to stress
Cuz I can rest when im dead
All this sense deprivation the self medication
and late nights are making me numb
It’s the moon that I’m facin and times what I’m racin
somehow I’m still flanking the sun
Through the bright nights and dark days
The boulevards and parkways
My bedtime can wait till I’m done
With the moon that in facin the fate I am chasin
I find myself flanking the sun
I can’t go on living like this,
but i don’t wanna stop
wasting my life away
its 3am and the nights fairly young…..
bored as shit playing my guitar…might use this for the “flank the sun” record I’ve been thinking about…maybe not
“Fortress” ft @dangersmith….this will be on HFF if we ever re-record it…I used to rap…
some shit i been playin around with, i have no idea what it is but @imtime made me upload it…
im sittin here bored, having a conversation with this here guitar…what do you hear?