More than twice Iâve enjoyed the light of a wrapper
Rolled it up and blocked out the clatter
By braving up from the bows of the planet below(?)
I smoke the worldâs problems in a cloak of illusion
And clarity comes from confusion
I donât need much but the sound of a steel guitar
The sound of my own voice, the bell of a sad cyclone(?)
Once again I find my toenails need clipping
My tongue is numb, my nose has been dripping
Iâve been sniffin' for about a week now
My hair is lookin' duller and lengthy
It's longer, Iâve never looked much like a gangster
But man, I donât look like a gangster at all
Thereâs a sudden lack of excitement in my day
All my exhibitionâs neighbors have moved away
Iâve smoked too much, Iâve smoked too much
And my mind is losing memories of your sweet touch
My lungs have never felt worse
Thatâs sort of a blessing in a curse
Iâm looking through an empty verse and I see
The cleanness of my dreams all turn to dust.
Take the time of your life and times it by three
Thatâs what we get when we leave the city
Youâre a pretty girl
But you look better in the country
We can sense each otherâs thoughts all night
And stare into pupils under the moonlight
We wonât be apart until one of us is dead
But which one of us will that be?
Thereâs panic running through my head
Iâve smoked too much, Iâve smoked too much
And my mind is losing memories of your sweet touch
My lungs have never felt worse
Thatâs sort of a blessing in a curse
Iâm looking through an empty verse and I see
The cleanness of my dreams all turn to dust
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