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 sinking

And I know that you hoped that this was only temporary

But I'm buried

(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