Turbulence

You always jump and quiver

When you're coming in to land

With no runway, no guidance

No nails dug into my hand

We could have whoever we want

We could go back to school

And see the dead laugh again

Let's get dressed up and pull

The only benefit of drinking

The downside of what we take

Some weekends I feel

Like I could always be awake

A party in a strangers house

Have we ever met the host?

Just smile and keep talking

And get your can for a toast

We won't always be safe here

But this is where we reign

Pull it tight to protect us

We might never sleep again

Message received today at 3:26 AM

"Tell ya what, this is like fucking, just all day being ripped apart [?]. It's fucking bullshit. I had the worst fucking hangover I've ever experienced in my entire life. I wish I was dead and that's fucking serious. Bye."