its far from my best b/c i did it sober, and it still needs more work. but tell me what you think! Can't really sleep, but too tired to think, too sick to drink, a heart too broke to beat, and a car that can't be on the street, see, there is this desert rose i wish apon but sometimes the hot desert heat hits me like napalm on Vietnam, and all around the rain pours down yet i still get burned, been down this road before yet i still haven't learned, crows do laps around my head as they shit on my shoulder, and i can feel myself growing older, heated, but colder, or so the saying goes, i really didn't mean what i said, did you mean what you chose? now i yonder for the blooming of that sweet desert rose
the best line, in the middle: "but sometimes the hot desert heat hits me like napalm on Vietnam" really juicy! i loved *all* of it, however.
