Nowhere to go, nothing to see.
Can’t be bothered to do the tourist thing over again.
Don't feel like doing drugs, girls or guns.
Not into religion, charity or saving the world.
Just walking and not much else.
Taking moto-taxi’s to random places.
Drinking too much cheap beer
and smoking too many cheap cigarettes.
Going nowhere slow.
Sweet memories crushed
by the bitter taste of reality.
There’s nothing here for me anymore.
This is not the promised land.
Phnom Penh, a town full of losers (just like everywhere else).
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