Troubled Waters

Very short. The flow changes at the elipsis. I like it though, prolly add it to something else i wrote awhile back.


as much as im drinkin i think its fuckin up my thoughts
im fiendin, cant wait to get the bag back to the spot
addiction, hard to admit you have one that you live with
worse when you feel that addiction could be your endin
im spinnin, driftin betwen cups i poor to feed it
i need it, this high makes me forget im not completed
regrets of love and hate burried in my troubled memory
i drown in fire water til i cant remeber everything
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i drink like a fish cuz I thought like a serpent
the realization of which hurts when it surface
twenty dollars a bottle i ponder if its worth it
medication for sorrow that give a nigga purpose
might forget that tomorrow is right around a wake up
i wake up, remember everything i get away from
then run to get a case of something that'll knumb the brain up
same shit new stall it dont never change up