Ramblings From The Bottle (for "Addiction" comp.)

Can't afford to live but
I can't afford to die

Everything's too damn expensive
for a lowlife like me

Chasing my Popov with water
and smoking fucking Sonoma's

Wish I could atleast
kill my body
with something decent

I'm halfway through this damn bottle
thinking
"There's gotta be more to life than this"

I pack another bowl
and smoke about it awhile,
trying to decipher some song lyrics

"Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds"
starts to sound oddly morbid,
never noticed that before

Wish I had someone to chill with right now
this "alone" shit really sucks

But all my friends are working now
and all I do is get fucked up
and scribble on a little pad

Would've never imagined
I would end up like this
Guess I'll finish this bottle
and crash out

Hopefully I won't wake up this damn time,
but I don't think I could get that lucky