Anti-everything
Life in Richard Rogers Doorways
I care nothing
Lives at the bottom of your strung out conscience
Mescaline
Take the day off, it's cheap for cider
I pay for sex in sleeping bags
I smell you on me
Phased out of your life
You're no different from me
I tell you anti-everything
Love him and hate him both at the same time
I care nothing......
.....find a place where you can rest
Your sleepy head and won't get pissed with me
