Look, I'm tired of feelin hatred for the world around me
Like everyone else is a lumberjack and I'm a large tree
The whole world tryin to cut me down so I'll fall to the ground
Question? If a tree falls in the forest does it make a sound
I don't know I just hate everything that's goin on here
I go and hide my thoughts in the bar when I drink beer
Don't you see the sign, it says alcoholics thats right
I get drunk as hell, then high, and then I flow tight
I guess I just feel like there is no way to get out
Maybe that's why my head is so filled with doubt