Seeders

hilarious

my favorite piece is always the one i'm working on haha. But then after a few weeks or months ill end up hating it and throw it away. heres what im workin on now (first verse only): Dead man sleeping on the side of the road Blood drips down to the tips of his toes Sitting in his seat, Wrapped around a tree, Another old friend Another deceased. I can see him there whenever I drive by He looks up to me with this big old smile I want to believe He's just haunting me. But its not him, Its just a memory.