I relate to how you hate being sober

Because when I’m not in danger I hate it,

When I’m older I’ll keep risking

My neck until I break it. 

See once you climb one thing you got to

Climb another , I feel so smothered

So I have to go higher and higher

Please don’t tell my mother.

I’m flying I’m lighter the adrenaline slips into

My brain like a rubber,

In ecstasy I fell off the tower , a splatter

Is what’s left of me , it took them

An hour to find the body 

It’s rotting, what’s the matter?

This was a dream I had but I’m not scared

To keep soaring, 

Cause man life gets so boring when you’re 

Not driving me crazy.

So fuck a lady all I need is a ladder to 

The roof of the tower, it’s shady and windy,

And the clouds are so hazy. 

My heart is pounding but work around it 

I will pounce on any opportunity to drown it,

March came howling.