My heart is fucking burning and here i am pouring myself into this fucking drink again..
and i think to myslef how did i get here and realize that nothing gold can ever stay..
and basically how nothing good ever lasts, no matter what you do or think turns shit at last..
but something as bleak doesn't necessarily mean its true, or is it I don't know..
happy ending makes it a bad rap but they do happen and when they do they're just as true as the unhappy ones...
its all good to talk about happy endings but if your favorite person isn't living..
well eventually i guess you'd kinda just have to say fuck you or words to that effect...
but here i am neck deep in the river of tears and disarray which everyone fails to notice..
and here i come, another self indulgent whiskey soaked dried tired about how great evrything was in the past....
and there u thought at the edge of the world and all of us are so desperate of feeling something..... anything....
You will meet Bob Marley you will meet Kurt Cobain you will go back to the 90's where the music lived.. i miss you..
"in my shoes a walking sleep and my youth i pray to keep Heaven send Hell away, no one sings like you anymore
REST IN PEACE CHRIS CORNELL πΈπ€πΌ
I LOVE YOU..... your biggest fan...