Publicerad 2026-10-24 20:32 av Page Goldenboy




Give me Something Good


Give me something good
Like a desperate yell from my hood
Are you crashing in a hellicopter or what is happening
Is that burning out bright and being misunderstood
Well...understood indeed... i think
Well I don't need a shrink or a drink
Give me a book
Take a look
I'm god damn incapable of anything probably discernable as...
...Listen I'm going off tangents, I'm hoping to actually...
distract this mind... with something good
Ain't the first one ... right the golden rule
Did you know they have a suicide line on the Golden Gate Bridge
It's for all the downtown people hitting the highway
More like a thirty-something businessman dismayed
how his wife left him, or I have no fucking clue
Never used a suicide phone
How about you?
Well before you answer, ...yes have called the suicide line in this country Sweden
They don't tell you how to do it. How about you?
You ever call hell from ontop of the Golden Gate Bridge?
First off, it's towards the bottom, they got the phone.
Right.
What's the fret?
I don't know going out for a cigarette





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