Wake up there's some coffee in the pot
Another day where you don't do squat
We're all caged, pent up with isolation
You got the back pain from too much masturbation
Feeling tested on these restless days
You take the higher ground
stumbling through the haze, then you're ok
Kick back and let the year blow by the end is nigh
Impending doom in the side view mirror
I'm a lyricist, and insist the end is nearer than we guessed
Day in day out what day is it now?
I can't remember yesterday, tomorrows coming round
Lounge around, we're spending life in prison
Paradise of idle minds so close the blinds and wait for cryptic visions
Split decisions to get out of my bed
I think I'll take a hit of this instead (go ahead)

I think I'll take a hit of this instead (go ahead)
I think I'll take a hit of this instead (go ahead)

Yeah, its me again
Take another hit and then pass it to your friend
Laze and wait for better days
Tryna get your end away in oh so many ways
You've got so many flames that you can't see
The ones that do probably want to
Get it from every kid on the block
So getting your rocks might cost you the cough
Queuing up for shit
The blind leading the blind and I'm inclined to throw a fit
Like cataracts in your eyes it's no surprise we've ended here
The ends in sight the curtains closing and the future isn't clear
Ignorance is bliss
Paranoia paramount so we kiss the iron fist
One day I hope this rope will loosen up its slack
But for now I got to get this off my back"