good luck my friend, sobering up is like a… fuck knows, everythin is there
everthin is…. just the same. i’d have thought it would go or be forgotten but nono, its there

choking and smokin to your angelic soul
chokin and smokin myself into a hole
wwhere the only way out is to sleeep and to dream

ouch. very ouch, man i’m foooked. but not in a good way. anyone?