daisybean
Rock n' Roll Doggie, FOB
quiet quiet quiet
hot coffee
cold feet
I sit here blank
There is something in my head
but refuses to manifest itself
niccotine is no inspiration
caffine holds not an answer
silent morning, heavy eyes
wanting the sun to erase
the uneasy chill of night
hot coffee
cold feet
I sit here blank
There is something in my head
but refuses to manifest itself
niccotine is no inspiration
caffine holds not an answer
silent morning, heavy eyes
wanting the sun to erase
the uneasy chill of night