my drugs today are the memories...i stare to my veins... i see the past, i don't see the future...i feel the pleasure but is stabbed by the pain... i pass my hand in to my hair and after i support my rusty cheek... my toe fingers slide on the cold floor...i play with them...i take a cigarette and i switch it on...in the same time a start to draw strange things... i turn off the cigarette...i lift myself up and i stay by the wall ...i look up on the ceiling drops of water are falling down... i stay quiet and i start listening the music make by the room...it's like dnb and jungle sound but natural...i love the mood, i love the music...i forget about everything...then i close my eyes and i start to float in my room through the memories, through the beat and sound... through my world...