Stoned and looking for some time alone from the voices
These weren't the thoughts I desired they're from stupid choices
And every now and then it's like I might be getting better
God forgive me these debts as we forgive our debtors
Midnight hours waning, these plastic capsules draining
My powers of escaping increasing by the minute
I'm a straight jacket artist I wear this label like a blanket
I'm a straight jacket artist I wear this label like a blanket
Momentarily everything is fine and I can take it
Slumped, and time stands still
I walk through the moments
When I'm truly running downhill
Take me somewhere only getting lost can get you
Anywhere but here, any point in time where things are easier
Drop me in the future where I'm soft and nicer
People like me and I know how to deal
It can't be real
Delusions of grandeur, where glass heart's are made of steel
And bones don't break so easily
Muscles don't tare
What can I say I like to pretend like I don't care
But it's hard being me, no one knows
They all see what I let them see
Or what I am when I'm fucked up and chill
When I'm confused in a daze from my sleeping pill
