Goddam Lonesome Blues

Walking down Sable with an old pawnshop special acoustic guitar, Chain smoking Marloro reds and thinking about things better left in the past.

I feel so low I almost want to just lay down here on the corner of Montview and Sable and just stay here, its been a week since I shot any thing into my veins and for the first time in god only knows how long I can wear a t shirt because my track marks arent red and enflamed.

I swig occasionally from a big bottle of guieness, knowing that bas an alcoholic im walking a fine line.

The fine line between Drunk and Junkie that is.

Whats the difference really?