spent a couple minutes in a lotus pose but a patient main is hard to find the devil's pouring water from the whites of my eyes cause i stayed up all night with a fire inside
i was a dreamer kid then i lost myself in a spliff i couldn't keep up now my face is stuck i wanna cry right at the sky
i had a friend who was raised by dogs then they put him in school he had to hide his claws he spent a couple years in the windy Chinook then he bought a computer and sold his soul to the Zuk
he was a lot like me acting out of necessity but the western floods went and killed his luck now there's nothing that left to see
i made some promises to keep to myself but it all comes out when the bottles off the shelf thought i'd save my money for the top shelf stuff but i don't care for the bourgeois or my health that much
my money comes and goes guess i'll pack my bags for the coast i think i hate them both but heaven knows i could use a little change
i think i might be old but if it ain't so you can throw around my name