Misery needs company.
No wonder she can’t find me!
I see you from afar,
you crashed your car,
the second day of the second time we tried,
I’m deep fried.
There won’t be a number 3.
One and two yield the same result,
this time, I’m fine – above any insult
The road is high
m future is bright,,
and it just might,
not include you.

















