Listing down the sins
while puffing on some green
I'm flipping though the scenes
trying to spot what I haven't seen
Tipsy over Scotch damn
Love that spice kickin in
Ridin on the blues for ever
since nineteen
Grinding on the floor up
until the break of dawn
Screw the clock and snooze
let the moonlight shine upon
I further reminisce
on the edge of a precipice
Useless
cause I'm alone in echo resonance
My brain now makes stops
with holes like polka dots
If I could run it backwards
I'll flow with better thoughts
It's 100m dash
while I'm bleeding from the gash
Flush down the sin and shit
but then I have ash
My heart is breaking down
with insane amount of pain
I'm trying to maintain
but the chain is just as strong
as the weakest loop of chain
look what I became
Let’s cross out the bucket list
before the last train
I wake up in the morning sober
and I reach out for
a cup of tonic water
and take what I've wrote
flat tonic water runs
bland down my dry throat
chill morning breeze please
give me a float
Hypersonic jets fly
trailing exhaust fumes
Sitting by the windowpanes
I feel the flowers bloom
Yes Blindness sharpens
the rest of your senses
It's truly the darkest
inside the womb
Wanna see Wanna know What I am
Wanna see Wanna know What I am