Blur

Where are my clothes? Where are my shoes? It's all a blur in the morning. I medicate. I'm missing you. Good friends, bad jokes, and bad tattoos. I lose control. I'm missing you. Is the party over? Where's my head? Out of touch with who I've been. A thousand miles away from you. Is this just bad luck, or is the party over? Where is my phone? Did I miss you? Thought I saw your face when I came to. How do we cope? How did we choke? I won't blame you if you want to turn around. I won't blame you. It's a long way down. Just cut me off tonight. --- Blur - Seaway