You don’t want me to be there but then you blame me when I’m not when in actuality I would give you everything that I got
I did a lot of things I’ve had to repent for but who wants to be duke when you could be Serpentor dear father protect me from myself whole time the bible sitting dusty on the shelf
Stop drinking stop smoking but I’m hooked on love no rehab from the most powerful drug I wrote this shit at four o’clock in the morning insomnia strikes slow without a warning random thoughts that I can’t get off my mind about my son and the answers that I can’t find why was my epiphany so late and how long can I last at this rate but no matter what happens I’m to blame for my fate