I woke up at 2

After hitting the snooze

A couple dozen times

There’s nothing in my life that really gets me to move

You could call it the flu

So i pick up my phone

Make a few posts and go have a smoke

Get a little woke

Call someone a joke and then i drown in the news

Something about respecting the troops

Blue light

Scrolling

Head shot

Sipping codeine

Look up and wave hello to the morning

World keeps turning

Shits fucked i know

So i get high solo

Just another face in the crowd trying to figure it out

We watch it go round and round and round and round

Seen it go round and round and round and round

Let it go round and round and round and round and round and round and round and round it goes

And where we’ll end up nobody knows

The lie never ends

I fall again and again

You know it’s fucked up when you see these people out here cheer for the Feds

It’s really a mess

Get out of my bed

A rush of blood to the head

I’d grab a glass of water if i knew i could be sure it didn’t come with some lead

Man where the hell is my Nicorette