Crawl

I slip out from the night time sheets from a fake nights sleep so you won't hear me open the door

A long text thread with stranger in a bed asking me to pick up glass from the store

They act real nice when I give my price to treat me like there piece of property

Charlie where ya been I've been out withs some friends that you never ever met before

Tie my hands to the head of the bed my heart beats disassociate so I can get a grip

Crush it up put the powder in the lamp

Torch it hit is pass it let it breathe

You blow these, these mean things, in my face till your pleased

I can't see, I can't breathe I think I should've stayed home tonight