TRASHCLUB

Wise words from David.

It’s a long hard road but I keep moving down it. I’ve tried to quit so many times but it’s always drags me back in. It feels like if I’m not moving I’m dying. I recently found out my blood type is the same that nomad people had back in the day. Maybe that has something to do with it? Maybe not? Who cares!

Who else mix like this?

One of my favorite verses I’ve ever written. Makes me feel like I’m there in the story.

Take a taxi from the club to a bar, cause this one stays open all night…