overdose

Just writing a bunch of scrap material as often as I can, hoping the songwriting gets better each time. I can't play the guitar properly while i am singing, so I play the same rhythm on almost all my songs.

Overdose

Village boy on an overnight plane ride
Some are born in the hands of grace

In the hands of grace, to reap what others have sown
Your fortune is born early on

So close to the overdose

City boy as he's rode through the streets, frozen
Unaware of the burdens of living through the heat 

So close to the overdose