Shit’s going down, down, down. When they think
one thing is solved, there is always something more to fix, to worry about. And
it’s shit going down. My life’s going downhill and I can’t slow down the
avalanche threatening to consume my back.
I hate myself for thinking that someone that’s
far and away, is okay and safe. Everyone’s shits it’s always going down. The
problem is when lives collapse one after another, altogether into themselves,
upon myself as the spectator and the actor.
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