not taking calls today should i let nature take it s course yeah of course i wanna stay another day but another course of chemo is underway most days i feel it s killing me instead of healing me yeah and what would i know looking what i ve done to me searching for comfort in sourthern comfort and my shirt s covered in that red wine self induced bed time days of lazy grey and len one yo is this the final come down from years of drug abuse and hanging round the wrong crowd i got a son now that i love to death and his mother i still love her too put her through so much stress god let my sins wash away washed up in this hospice i found you but i lost my faith i found god but at what cost what a fucking waste sorry god i m in a lot of pain from these tumours in my front and back yo while my son is running laps around my bed death is like a lumberjack with axe up to my legs i m waking up with dracula on my wrist take my blood run these tests they say take these drugs forget about this it s all about my son and watching him grow i tell him that i ll be there but everybody knows they know that odds aren t in my favour in my favour in my favour odds aren t in my favour in my favour in my favour i still feel okay mentally just don t understand why they all wanna be friends with me now though the shows can t go no more cause they don t respect my comfort zone and i m photobombed and before this before i was sick you even give a shit bet i was up in your hated list daz and layla are my real crew i love them the other day layla came and brought me soup it was so mad dazza brought the mpc and i got a track with opt draphto mortar and me you see i m still writing everyday in here working on kings collide with friends up in australia the hoods are up in here i m proud to call em fam i ve been to every show friends but i m a bigger fan damn crew are doing dry july because of me hope they didn t read the rant on twitter when i was on morphine ouch i ve been through couch to couch in this corridor it s impossible to get comfortable and now it s fucking midnight in this hospice leaving here alive is like spotting the loch ness monster up in scotland it s a wives tale it happens but not that often is it too late to pray for life and read the gospel sbx yck with marley bear i trust you if i don t wake tonight always know i love you  odds aren t in my in my favour odds aren t in my in my favour odds aren t in my favour in my favour in my favour odds aren t in my favour in my favour in my favour odds aren t in my favour in my favour in my favour odds aren t in my favour in my favour in my favour