See you on the other side.
I smoke too much, I drink too much,
I don't eat, or sleep enough,
but I don't care because I'm high.
No, I don't care nor wonder why…
Thirty one years old, truth be told,
I've been livin in this role since my youth was over.
Now I've grew up, I'm older, but I'm losin the hold
on reality I had when I lived lucid, sober.
I've been bruised, and broken, abused and outspoken.
So quiet at times when I choose to not close off
the muse who don't know that my poet's mind views em,
'cause if they do find out my focus, then it ruins the moment.
Who could've known what the future shows? We only see the surface,
our feet won't find purchase 'til the storyline breaks it.
So revealing what's deeper, what's been burrowing furthest,
straight to the bone marrow of this formalization,
is the form a line and wait your turn type of thinking that I'm tired of.
More on why later but it's time to reach what's higher up.
Climb the tree of life and fuck the ladder to success.
Nothing matters in the end, so why try to be society's best?
The time is nigh, ride or die, even after you're dead.
Shatter the precedent that we're set in our ways.
Sure, we've seen some better days, just remember the memories,
at least until they fade. It'll never be the same.
Patterns get exaggerated, the past is as you make it.
Shatter the devaluation and graduate from life.
Find a way of living you don't hate and stay the course.
You ain't gotta carpe diem once you realize the day was always yours.
I smoke too much, I drink too much,
I don't eat, or sleep enough,
but I don't care because I'm high.
No, I don't care nor wonder why…