Glocca Morra Weekend At Glen Burnies Iii
way on the road, some city i can't see in to, some people
know where they are from. it's not morning yet. but i am
home, someone's apartment is my home, and i am seeing
this out well. i'm always up and i'm always falling back
into a routine way to be, but it's not me. i'm tipping
the hat to the higher ups, i'm getting it out, with four
hours out, i will be seeing myself out the door that i
came in through. it's the way that it must be, at least
for now. this is how you better yourself. so let's drink
tonight. the parties feeling alright. i'm alright
tonight. i wake up next morning. people sleeping on my
floor that i don't know. i turn the lights off so we can
sleep some more.
