Glass Casket I Slept
Maybe it´s raining because i spun off with a soda on top of my car, sat in the almighty sun till it dried nice and hand. Oh where´s my head gone, close to home i´m head strong. On the floor pool of blood what happened. A pounding on, my skull sent a sonic boom through my head golf club falls sending another vibration through my temple, a mist makes it hard to see. All i can feel are the thorns and rocks dragging against my back, feet bound like a newly bound back. I´m leaving this song to disperse my ashes across the audience.