The Life of the Party Has Left the Building

The Life of the Party Has Left the Building

Less Than Jake

The cycle circles, stalls, then spins
describes the current state I’m in
it’s like a nosedive then a crash
with all my blackouts and scraped hands
it’s in the words caught in my throat
it’s in the how did I get home?
I’d like to sleep my life away
but I’d just wake up years too late

Golden Age Of My Negative Ways

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