driftwood

what a sad, sad picture to paint, of a dirty, dirty little soul, we are so blind here, won't you watch us all fall apart, i find it hard to believe in it, believe in it, believe in what you give to me, i never thought i would find you here, find you here, find you buried in chemicals, so tie a rope the either side, either side, and let's see how your limbs hold up, eventually we will sink or swim, sink or swim, sink into the great abyss