Sitting here, stoned as f***
wondering how, i got so stuck

in this life, in this world
thats seems to only perpetuate its self

to break away
it seems to be
a choice to make
but so distant from me

A k-hole here
a acid trip there
i watch peoples lives
turn to despair

Am i healthy? or just sick
i look at myself and notice this
bones are thin, skin is thick
my hearts been broken,
too many times to think..

Why do i bother?
why do i care?
about these people,
who don't seem to share,
these feeling for me, or so it seems
cos at this time, i feel locked in a dream

I watched a friend have a burn
and noticed his life, take a terrible turn

Why repeat past mistakes?
like a failed class we had to re-take
but for this life, repetition of this kind,
seems a terrible a waste of time..