ambition

people die
eras go
thousand cigaretttes and a lollipop mouth with a wet tongue in the hot sun
you're full of shit bro you're full of shit
you haven't rested a day since the first buzz
you're the sugar fiend they write about
you go get laid a thousand times and you will still not change
and suddenly now you have a girlfriend?
o lord!
you know boring summer days?
you know caffeine loaded nights?
got nothing to deduce
my mind is at rest
i think i'm old.
i wish i was insured for life
i'd just stay a recluse and mind my own business swear
this frame of mind cause polly ain't sure about what we're gon do
she doesn't know the things i think when i'm wandering
i'm versatile too
maybe if i had you near me i'd saturate and i'd have no need to explain myself
i'd go about my routine so fucking diligently
and only stop to speak when i have wit to share.