On occasion, we all do battle with motivational paralysis
Unable to perform some simple task
Trapped at the stage of analysis
Thoughts of the shortness of life may beget
Bouts of shortness of breath in your chest
Doubts about the worth of the nights you got left
Crowding out all the fear and regret
Dobro jutro!?
autor: DonTravolta, 17/09/2022
Arhiva
I’m gonna tell it like a comeback story.
‘Cause we when we left we were defeated and depressed.
And when we arrived we were ripping high. we had a gun in the glove box.
We had some sweet stuff tucked into our socks.
We had Jesus Christ in all his glory!
The sweet parade the morning brings
The drifters wearing angel wings
The hard distorted hymns they sing
So sad the night is over
In the midst of all the killing and skin eating
We forgot about the loving
Do you have any crimes that
We can use to pass the time, I am
Running out of drugs to try
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