Friday Night Binge (Faderhead)

It's a huge shit sandwich And we're all gonna have to take a bite If I could mix your tears with burnt herb I'd inhale your pain If I could erase these years of misspent words I'd write again A love letter to ceaseless stormy weather To the knot around arms thatís doomed to sever And the glue that holds these pages together Sucked from the soles of empty milk containers With my senses detained I feel saner Fuel the cursive from the pen to paper Overdosed on a sigh And I'm saying goodbye Where do drugs go to die? When there's no rights to wrong When your friends have gone A needle playing the same song Bled you too long And now every one light I see - is sunset orange And the exit door is stuck with a rusted hinge Looking for a soul contained within a syringe Eyelids awake With that friday night binge