Sounds depressing @lukakorba

I don't know what the fuck to write these songs about
because in my head I have rhymed all the fears;
there was love and unproven complexes.
to be honest I don't care about rolexas.
all texts written under the influence
these drugs are souvenirs that I was there;
those house parties, a lot of vodka and smoking,
coke, nausea until morning and no sleep.
sometimes the bubble is still in my script
but let's agree that there is no more ink on this line.

this life is no more; everything is different.
closed front but open rear door;
it is easy to break into such an unstable mind.
I have material for two books of poetry and three films.