Well, the tip of my thumb has been whittled like wood
The way I'm abusin' the lighter
I'm a-self-medicatin', a-tokin' all day
And a-tryna fight fire with fire
I live by the pipe and I'll die by it too,
Least that's how it seems to me
The grass it's a-burnin', the gears they're a-churnin',
And that's how it always will be
That's how it always will be
Well, I'm dazed and confused, on the floor of my room
In the company of constant concern
A-thinkin' through thoughts that've got me
Distraught for a reason I couldn't discern
The reefer it does what it knows to do best,
A-settin' my troubled mind free
The grass it's a-burnin', the gears they're a-churnin',
And that's how it always will be
That's how it always will be
Said I live by the pipe and I'll die by it to,
Least that's how it seems to me
The grass it's a-burnin', the gears they're a-churnin',
And that's how it always will be
That's how it always will be
That's how it always will be
