Who borrowed my tune?
knotting the strings,
burnt fingers,
one chilly night after passionate sex,
I picked the guitar,
licked cocaine,
hallucinating,
it can’t be rock,
punk,
throwing snowballs,
on frosted homes and deserted streets,
swirling down the road,
imagined jeering crowd,
I became a madman,
sold the drums,
begged in trains,
stole a Halloween shaped pumpkin,
singing in hotels,
shady bars,
for unfortunate kids,
danced naked for call girls in exchange for sex,
stealing pack of condoms,
sitting in dark cells,
Ain’t a free meal sunny boy,
I’ve been robbed,
sold my soul!
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