I would need
Sleep or friendship or touch or prosperity
I need nothing but two pieces of gravel
But you -you are a needy little bitch
And you need to be hooked up to an oxygen tank
I feel you choke at night like a drowning puppy bucket log
You never learn. I told you and told you
But you refuse to get checked out or change
You are not a ditch weed.
You need clean air and fresh water.
You can’t live off exhaust fumes and oil spills and dead possum. You are going to die.
Wake the fuck up