James C. Westley

Courtesy Call No#1
i look up at the sun.but i can barely see the horizon.the smoke that fills the skystings as i put my eyes on.after a night of hard drinking,i can barely see it.if that makes me a failure.then so fucking be it.i am so damn gladto be a part of a lustful dreamhad so many of my ownabsurd and obscenebut if it all breaks apartand there's a broken hearti guarantee it won't be minei got outta the way. just in the nick of timepardon me sir.can i get my courtesy call.now that i'm dried out.staring at the wall...all the lovely ladiesthey make me look insanei might as well just trySongtexteand see if i can guess their game.but there is no unwrapping a giftwith someone else's namelooks like i'm shit outta luckwith no one left to blame.but myselflove upon the shelf.a shirt that tells the public.it won't suck itself Aus Songtexte Mania