i'm struggling here
forget how to write
my path i steer
cruisin' for a fight
i don't know
how to rock n' roll
and i know
i ain't got soul
there's that beetle again
wanting to be crushed
deep dark and purple
waiting to be hushed
there's more to
all of this
more to those
i miss
trade it for a kiss
the port is kicking in
bob marley
smiling in
dimple on my chin
to go with
my shit eatin' grin