Sick Week - The Jack Wood

Day or night-

the end.

it’s closed.

so,

keep on talking

keep on fight

day or night-

the end.

it’s closed.

so,

keep my bullet in the bottle of wine

bloody wine.

the end.

it’s closed.

so,

keep on shooting

through my mind

my oh my…

the end.

it’s closed.

so,

keep my bullet in the bottle of wine

(bullet in wine)

it’s alright.

then the end.

it’s closed.

so,

russian roulette.

people are blind.

my oh my…

the end.. it’s closed.

so,

keep on playing,

it’s alright.

keep my bullet in wine.

this week was strange.

it’s like when you’re sayin' «hello» to the mirror in

some public place…

monday.

i’ve lost all my money.

tuesday.

this day i shaved my head.

wednesday.

one more «gay-wedding»

thursday.

dead cat in my washing machine.

friday.

Dash Snow’s polaroids.

saturday.

wake up like a Venus in fur, drugs.

(sunday)

Ceiling is full of bugs

because my week

is sick

oh, everyday is a trouble

because my week is sick