Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n Roll are good…. but only just. Vulnerability is not a weakness but reality’s way of tapping you on the shoulder and saying, “Don’t get too comfortable, the war is far from over”.
Bed-hopped I did, In search of a feeling of importance. Neither a clit-lick nor a tit-squeeze would fill the hollow feeling.
Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n Roll are good…. but only just. Popularity is not a blessing but the world’s way of saying, “Your arse is out for all to see”.
Fire Water I flexed with, in search of a feeling of invincibility. Neither a cork-pop nor a cap-split would deliver contentment.
Sounds of heavy-metals have blood rushing to my head, while the beat of the drum has my heart beating in sync. Sex, Drugs and Rock ‘n Roll are good…. but only just.
There’s something bigger out there.
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