the days draw long,
listening to my, favorite songs,
dont really care about anyone else,
looking out, for number one,
praying to a god that dont exist,
committing so many sins,
why such a long list, why resist,
all these temptations are so good,
so many sins, what should i, dooo?
this isn't a new thing,
finding a game where i will lose,
catch ya by the wing,
give ya a bruise,
the summer days are full of heat,
the smokey blaze,
cuatro/veinte...
brain lost in a daze,
im tired and body just 'bout beat,
listening to my favorite beat,
sublime on the radio,
time to lay back,
and kick up my feet,
i like this idea about "your mum in a box."