IRC-Galleria

There he stands, he's being so tuff
with his head full of drugs, that's just a bad bluff.
With that smashed, and drunk driven car
he doesn't really look like the smartest one.
Still being so tuff,
making up stories to the cops.

I stand and watch him
get into the car.
That's kinda sad,
those desicions he's come up.
Driving the car
in an excess of mom's drugs.
Doing that just
to feel a bit alive.
Poor thing.

With penalty tickets
of drunk and cardless driving,
lying to the police,
keeping friends awake
at the middle of the night.
Going locked up for the night.
That's not a way to live a life.
Or anyway not mine,
I'm going for my dreams,
Up high.

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