Is there really a way out?

Can the drink or drugs be there for you tomorrow?

Will I be here tomorrow?

Tell me where the dead lie and where the hell hounds feed on the bones Tell me where she will be laying with him After Im done with her flesh and kisses

Can you spell my name in the sand or will you throw the frist stone and catch what missies?

Cheating,Beating and heating the water so the frying pan isn’t to hot to jump into. from the fire to the frying pan I’ll stand and watch you drown.



to the bullet left in my right brain

since the wrong brain stopped for a hard drink.

is there really a way out or is it to the other side of hell?