Looking at the world through
trying to unwind The liquor
in the bottle is disappearing all the time
I am drowning in this river as my problems multiply
Blue lights on my white shin could never justify
The current situation that I call life
Trying to draw a picture but I can't see shit
I am willing in the colors trying to unwind
Sipping on the bottle you could die
I got to change the way I live
this ain't no parallel universe
that shit would be impossible
can't you tell? This is who I am
23 sipping on that benzene with a big dream
but it's difficult to run around
when you have blisters on your feet
knees week extra dose of morpheme huh?
I just want to pick a hammer ( hammer hammer)
hit a mirror watch it shatter
as the glass skaters ( skater skaters)
my mothers voice trembles through
the passage to the kitchen as
I pick up that imaginary pistol
I be drowning in this liquor