Alarm clock sounds... Exhuasted, i hit the snooze...
Feel like shit, regrettin that i hit the booze...
Every day, the same thing, the same routine...
Just mad that i ever have to wake from dreams...
The only time in my life that i aint depressed...
Untill i wake up and that feeling is laid to rest...
Don't wanna but i know i gotta keep goin...
Never quit, nope, you never see me slowin...
But then again i keep moving at the same pace...
Dont really see the reason i should gain haste...
The day aint my time, i wanna get to night...
And i know it solves no problems when i hit the pipe...
A breath... Of sess... Will less... The stress...
So i smoke the rest... Untill I aint depressed...
Cause when I'm high, my mind just doesnt care...
It's almost like I'm livin life, but i wasnt there...
But 2 hours later, im back where i started...
Cant talk to my friends, nope, their actin retarded...
Break up with my bitch, Fuck, i hurl the phone...
Then get prepared, to face this world alone...