boogie man

[burn2shine]

Ecstasy had got the best of me
while the henessy had entered me plentifly
altered me mentally
schitzophrenia's made men of me
made made men the enemy
made pavement a bed you see
cause one man's trash is another man's cold shoulder to cry on
and one last dash is the brother man's big boulder to fry on
is addiction my affliction or is it the perscription
here's a description
Lately I've been filling my brain with what I've been killing my pain with
it's chilling ain't it, in fact it's killing me
taxing, charging, billing me
I can end it, sometimes I swear
I can just tie the rope and kick the chair
join me, I'll see you there
but be prepared, just like life death isn't fair
Life is taxing, and it's a game of inches
it's the two minute warning and I've pawned my soul to pay the interest
and still they show no interest
a man is dying in front of you you fucking cruel bastards
I swear it's crazy they call me the fucking sociopath
Is it so bad that you blindly walk past and I'd choke your ass for that
In fact for that I hope you 15 minutes of fame come to pass
And just like that you'll be left with shame and the past
Blaming the past, straining your brain trying to gain one last blast
And when you get there, I'll be waiting flying like an upside down flag at half mast
But back to the point of order
excuse me sir could you spare a quarter?