Lost and Found (Who am I again?)

There isn't an answer,
is what he's thinking
turning his back
to the bitch sniggering behind the door.

One more step
step to the edge
I wanna see you
hit the ground running.

No rest for the wicked, baby.

Will he try again?
Fuck, spare him the pain.
You sniggering little
cackling cunt.

Back off.

Fuck these formalities, 'bro'
lose the tie.
Get that tattoo sleeve you've designed
shave your fucking head again.

Grow out that fucking goatee once more.

Live a little.
Break the speed limit.
Cut a fucking corner.
Take the mitsubishi for a spin.

Get drunk.
Neglect your assignments.
Drink some god damn Scotch.
Be yourself

And be proud of it.

Is what I tell
that forgotten motherfucker.
Death staring the guy
in front of his bedroom mirror.

Pull on that black bandana.
Push your speakers to the limit
get in some street fights again.
Cause some shit in Penrith.

Down by the Plaza

You forgetton motherfucker.
Livin' in that big ol' house alone
Break the lock
To grandad's liquor cabinet.

Fuck with the Stereo
play your fucking guitar
Have a fucking drink.
And write this shit away.

Ghosts, leave me for the night.