The day is fucked up and the night is all gone Thinking to myself how the fuck this Go wrong I stare at it...blank look on my face So many chances at lighting but the reality is faint I shake I shake I hope it Does God fucking damn it this is killing me cuz it seems unfair the devil in disguise not letting me spread my wings and fly maybe if i press harder and spin faster there could be hope followed by quick laughter Nope! pissed off instead imprinted on my thumb watching the chances of hope materialize to none Its fucking Bullshit! Here i am stuck So i scour the room searching for luck Fucked! This is agony at it's most I already split the cigar no need to be close It's looking remote Desperation settling on my breath searching for answers but my page can't be refreshed and im feeling quite angry cuz im usually prepared and i would ask a member but nobody is there Defeat...my mind bruised and battered Now all i want is a glass of milk to capture What a fucking waste as i open the cavern GOLD MUTHAFUCKA I DONE FOUND SOME MATCHES! Yes, now i can finally cease this hunt and go outside and chief my blunt And i think to myself... Ain't this some shit? I guess thats what i get for not buying a Bic