Chinaski - Black Map

Long inside of this hole where I,

Dig new depths in the daily grind.

So crude and cements that hold,

Without no purpose, in heavy mind.

I’ll be sleeping through this fire,

There’s not much I can feel now.

Such little I require,

Just leave me to be now.

Cloud coat and cherish empty breath,

Some dive in this town, will suit me fine.

I feel it cut my leave this place to more'

Now with pleasure, we’re killing time.

I’ll be sleeping through this fire,

There’s not much I can feel now.

Such little I require,

Just leave me to be now.

I’ll be sleeping through this fire,

There’s not much I can feel now.

Such little I require,

Just leave me to be now.