take it. take a piece of me and keep it cause otherwise i'll be gone. yesterday i was yours. we laughed, drank, smoked, rocked togather. today it's someone else. the faces have changed. you're still part of my life, my past, my history, and i'm sure we'll meet again... and do all the same things but in different ways. untill then tho. pardon me if i dissappear. the new gang is great. or should i say new gangs. once again leading the same double life. still up till 430 am and rushing to work very late the next day. still too busy to really notice whats going on. sometimes i actually want to stay on in the other side of town. wonder why...... but then can't wait to get back 'home' after a long day's work