PASSAGES

you crawled up from your coma

you crawled up out of bed

you wipe you eyes and stumble

you clearly lost your head

you clearly can't remember

all those things you said

your friends were stumped and wondered

what's happening to Deb

passages

out of explanations

for anywhere I've been

excuses are all waisted

I'd rather lie instead

I'm going away tomorrow

I just can't be around

I've got to hide my sorrow

I don't want to hear a sound

passages..

can't get high

get a lid on

11/27/2010

2010honsulWhoomusic

a wee tune about clubs n drugs