Tiny break to break the routine

I need a haircut if you ain't too busy

Sunk into the wood

But there's way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say what I got to say

Les temps sont durs

Les temps sont gelés.
Elle était belle, elle renvoyait la lumière puis elle t'a rendue malade, elle t'a fait déraper.

Body-Body, board and hurt

Look at my daughter's face:

Mommy, somethin' is wrong with Dad I think
he's acting weird again, he's really beginning to scare me
won't shave his beard again and he pretends he doesn't hear me
.

As I fall deeper into a manic state
I'm a prime candidate for the gene to receive the drug addict trait

West Coast

Un été chaleureux qui fournit des souvenirs heureux.