all i have is what i am
what i am, what i am
and let me tell you - that's not a lot.
i'm alright
i'm just sleeping with my eyes open
staring at the wall but not thinking
letting my skull do the work
and sometimes i can't breathe
but that's alright
'cuz there's smoke in my lungs
weed on my breath
and a grin on my face
and i'm letting go, letting go, letting go
laughing at nothing
maybe at my thoughts but nothing more
but when the laughter fades -
all i have is what i am,
instead of my dazzling obsession. |
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