Always time for coke

 
I sit in my bed with this laptop running
Typing this out as my mind’s un-numbing

‘Last night’ I went to bed this a.m. four-thirty
Already thinking about next time to get dirty

Slept it off half day between brunch and dinner
Crept shit in last night to confess like a sinner

Trying to type away urges for tomorrow
Push head pains away with every pill I swallow

In the morning I’ll feel great then afternoon will come
I’ll get bored then decide I wanna go do some

Got my sources round town, got all the numbers back
One day coke-networking covered every track

Just realised I could erase numbers from my phone
I’ll cut off options to get pranged in company alone

Why didn’t this occur to me; prevention not a cure?
First board all the windows then work on the front door

If I can’t call any dealers then I can’t get any gear
If I can’t see any cocaine I’ll want to stay right here

May sound the wrong way round but one day at a time
Stops tomorrow ending on another Class A crime

The way to stop myself tomorrow is not such a mean feat
Just reaching for my fucking phone..delete delete delete
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