11 November 2012
When the music stops
& the people filter,
The tv's not on and there's no one on twitter.
I close my eyes and dream of an existence,
One with more honesty and some kind of consistence.
Where I live it's hum drum, lazy and abandoned,
I often think of the turning point, and how it all happened.
It doesn't get me down I'm not about to commit,
But I can't wait for the day that's upon me soon,
When I can just fuck off and split!
Permanent Plans • Opuss № I