I'm angry and they say it's the stress
Something traumatic from the day I left there
No it had nothing to do with the Years of snorting blow cocaine in bathroom stalls adderal in the snow dark lit streets late at night when all you need is some sun
It's the sun it's the sun
Now I'm running around New York City trying to right these wrongs
Trying to write these songs when most nights at 4am I can't breathe
They say I need vitamin D
So stay awake makes me feel better but I hear it's a sin when I need sun and fun
A good massage to heal this pain
Hiding in the subway shade running in the summer rain this ain't Zimbabwe and Zelda ain't far away
Death and heroin in Brooklyn streets
And they wanna drug test our senators lol what Hippocrates is this
Craving sun in caves
Cavemen leaving their graves
Oh glorious sunshine where've you been all my life
As I lean in for the burn
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
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