I don't care I sound so cliche My demons on display filled with discord and disarray I wish this time would not ricochet it is difficult to express the emotions I should convey no funeral bouquet under once blue skies now Gray my sorrow stuck on constant replay it is getting hard to keep the tears to bay not even sure what to say I am not okay I am dreading the day that you leave me to fall back in my yesterday I dropped my knees to pray not wishing for anyone to go astray but never letting your memories decay knowing I can't stop what's going to happen anyway The sadness will not ease nor will my pain I'm going to miss the hell out of you Billy Wayne. Almost 100% sane can't get it out of my brain faltering under the strain crying in the rain the nightmares my dreams contain these thoughts inhumane that I entertain my words dripping with disdain so profane and hard for me to maintain looking out the window pane smoking on this Mary Jane all stirred up like a hurricane wouldn't do any good for me to complain is not something that I can explain wish I could numb myself with this cocaine so I could be flying higher than an airplane.
