"theres no reason for me to choose. eightball livin got nothin to lose. bloodshot eyes and my heads in a rush. its a gin-and-tonic happiness im sonically crushed. fucked up shot down but im feeling alright. feelin fine its gonna be my way tonight. my hand are shaking from the coffee i had an our ago. all shook up from the goddamn snow. gotta go, gotta show those damn fuckers that i aint no fool." aint no time.