Writing, writing, writing. Wrote this yesterday!
Sleep When I’m Dead
Cigarettes for nicotine ditto coffee and caffeine
Driving all night with no stops planned in between
Urgency escalated they won’t tell me what I’m hauling
I’ve got Federal papers this whole damn thing’s appalling
I’ll sleep when I’m dead the radio carries an ancient tune
Death’s sweet breath always comes too soon
I’ll sleep when I’m dead so the motto goes
I’ll sleep when I’m dead I guess nobody knows
Raindrops splattering on my windows glad it ain’t snow
Brain stops scattering thoughts I wish I didn’t even know
I’m hauling raw cocaine to outside New York City
Oh well what the hell druggies they deserve no pity
I’ll sleep when I’m dead the radio carries an ancient tune
Death’s sweet breath always comes too soon
I’ll sleep when I’m dead so the motto goes
I’ll sleep when I’m dead I guess nobody knows
I’m tempted to take an exit hook up with the old gang
We could grab what we could carry and have a big bang
My guess is I’m tracked with GPS and maybe more
I’ve seen a certain car following me but I ain’t sure
I’ll sleep when I’m dead the radio carries an ancient tune
Death’s sweet breath always comes too soon
I’ll sleep when I’m dead so the motto goes
I’ll sleep when I’m dead I guess nobody knows
I hear a rumbling noise as the truck veers off the road
I turn the wheel happy the tires didn’t explode
Mission impossible I sip my cold brew
I’m a man who’s owned so what can I do?
As a young hood I got busted with some of my friends
They pointed their fingers at me so all the good ends
Murder one and so my slavery begun owned by the state
Now I’m getting old I do as I’m told and simmer with hate
I’ll sleep when I’m dead the radio carries an ancient tune
Death’s sweet breath always comes too soon
I’ll sleep when I’m dead so the motto goes
I’ll sleep when I’m dead I guess nobody knows
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