Wasted

Well there's a voice in my head But it's not who I am Some days I don't mind it But maybe I'd be happier If I gave it up and left it all out there You know I'm tired of getting wasted But still I act if nothing's wrong, I play along I'm stuck at home, I know my memory's fading I know you're sick of my complainin' So I waste all my time inside my mind That's life for me It's not the darkness that I need I need the smoke to feel free It'll seep inside my brain And take away my pain Sleep inside the bed I made And when I wake up I won't be the same You know I'm tired of getting wasted But still I act if nothing's wrong, I play along I'm smoking backwoods 'til I'm fucked up and faded I know you're sick of my complainin' And I'm thinkin' That I'm sinkin' And I know that you hoped that this was only temporary But I'm buried (Whoaaa) (I will be alright, I will be alright) (I will be alright, I will be alright) Why do I feel like this Inside you see I just want to be free Live like I once tried I will be alright I will be alright