The weekends are destined to disappoint
Strident, sullen and sprinkled
With bruises and dots of blood
All to escape name tags and ties
Music, Lights, bright chemicals
And the ever steady flow of alcohol
Add up to a few incoherient words
Then a knowingly heavy thud
You drank one, then drank more
Hit the floor, as hot smoke and hotter lies
flow through the room like fire
Uninterested friends take their seat by it
All a release, an exorcism of the week past
Only to cleanse then be dirtied once again
As you dive into office work
Aimless, pointless, motionless living
Your drunken babbling expressed with veracity
Met with fists of lead and impatience
You lay face down in your own contentedness
Where am I? Right beside you.
With a night of life left behind you
Drinking, dancing , drug taking
Dasterdly, derogatory, decadance
Distant, now left behind; ahead dirt
BLAT BLAT POW POW BRUV
"i'M AlL ABouT ThAt"
THE LADS......
"Argue with the friends always take the piss but they're loyal in the end" - Jamie T
HOLMES - "WHATS HAPPENING SAM?!"
PIFF - "IS YOUR BOYFRIEND HERE, CAN HE SEE ME"
PAD - "KEEP IT SHAVEN AND DON'T PONG"
BROWN - "SORRY LADIES NO ROOM!"
JUST A FEW OF THE QUOTES FROM THESE LEGENDS X
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