It doesn't matter if I take
these pills
Live on cheap thrills
and throw my life away..
whats another day
in this hell hole I call,
my life.
Down another shot
and its stings going
down
but I don't make
a sound...
Roll another blunt
and hit the road
We're taking my hooptie
as its dragging its soles
Clamber away in
a cloud of smoke
We can find something
to do
even though we're broke.
Wake up
and its another day.
bright outside
but I'm still wasting away
So I snort another line
pop open that beer.
roll another blunt
and we'll be just fine
right here.
I'm rolling
on the ashes of my own
demise
I hate all of you but I just
tell my self lies.
Breaking down into
these viscious street
highs.
but I dont think I'll live
long enough to drown
my cries.