Sit in your little room.

Have you ever felt like
breaking dow,
while you put
away your broken crown.

Your two faces are so
hard to reach,
while you just
sit there like a peach.

Everything you wanted
to say,
lives on each
and everyday.

It's so hard to tell
whats real
or not,
Because they
have slowly forgot.

So you sit in your
little room,
and your face is
full of gloom.

But the only thing
that keeps you sane,
is the undieing
ammounts of cocaine.