Oil for Rage

A few pass, and a guitar when, finally, still half of inches. stare at minutes, then more moments inside it! that's not a bit, You shot and The blood creaks open... knock at a couple a cigarette, knocking again.

1. You are not who you thought you were
2. You start to come down
3. You black out
4. you thought not who You are
5. Maintaining the aura that would require body to the to get out
6. You wake up