Now he’s the type of guy, that likes to believe in lies.
His head is full of space, so there’s stars inside his eyes,
He’s quick to kick the game, if the listeners a she,
Someday we’ll see him get consumed by his fantasy,
He used to be a friend, now he’s just a shell,
Another zombie walkin’ round while manifesting his own hell.
And if he worried ‘bout himself, and left the rest alone,
Maybe then he’ll find some focus for this mess inside his home.

Slug

      damn

(Source: mindfullofeyedeas)