Drunk Again
I try not to drink, cause if I sit and think Ill go crazy. Desperate aint lonely though Ive been high. Pockets are empty. In the daytime i'm lonesome in the nightime i'm sad. The letter I wrote, took words from my throat I was saying, "Lay on the roadside". I guess the mailman was drunk. The message was urgent. How lazy a state where you dont live?
