Testo Red Letter Day, On Play

Shaking, like the day I was born, I was warned and still warmed to the sun with Red Letter Day, on play. Ill conversation, more distraction, followed by worries, into action. Span out and woke up for the first time.

Breaking banks and spending savings, to keep all four wheels still spinning. Three more weeks armed with paper, pocket change but no black key, feeling free and fucking careless I left my worries in my sleep. Moments we won't live down, at least we're alive to try.