stonerfromohio
Bluelighter
Slave incessantly craving
Inducing a chemical stupor to numb the pain
To hide this life boring and plain
Confused identity cling to debris
Struggle to get free
But desire always pulls me back
Its that fuckin monkey on my back
Its that toxic sack
That heavy aroma
That hides the pleroma
Toxicity clouds my mind
Slows the process
Kills the motivation
Stops the dissipation
Hedonistic cloud
Im certainly not proud
Escape im not endowed
This fucking megaphone is loud
Shut this motherfucker off
Before I blow my own head off
Yeah this shit might hit you hard
But I aint trying to let it on you easy
My lungs is weezy from a pack a day
A quick flick of the lighter
Make my day a little brighter
Out of breath up the stairs
Pleasure and Pain come in pairs
I humble through the day with unpleasant stairs
Misguided to be sent my way I think
But maybe they decipher that im on the brink
I suffer from this mental stink
This fog of pain
Like an imprint or a stain
Always glancing backwards
Cant ignore this pain
When will it wane?
Why must I always travel down this lane
This endless insurgence of thoughts
Marching their way through the abyss
Thinker thinking
Prover Proving
Never behooving
This diabolic expression is not soothing
Just made it all worse
This incessant curse
Inducing a chemical stupor to numb the pain
To hide this life boring and plain
Confused identity cling to debris
Struggle to get free
But desire always pulls me back
Its that fuckin monkey on my back
Its that toxic sack
That heavy aroma
That hides the pleroma
Toxicity clouds my mind
Slows the process
Kills the motivation
Stops the dissipation
Hedonistic cloud
Im certainly not proud
Escape im not endowed
This fucking megaphone is loud
Shut this motherfucker off
Before I blow my own head off
Yeah this shit might hit you hard
But I aint trying to let it on you easy
My lungs is weezy from a pack a day
A quick flick of the lighter
Make my day a little brighter
Out of breath up the stairs
Pleasure and Pain come in pairs
I humble through the day with unpleasant stairs
Misguided to be sent my way I think
But maybe they decipher that im on the brink
I suffer from this mental stink
This fog of pain
Like an imprint or a stain
Always glancing backwards
Cant ignore this pain
When will it wane?
Why must I always travel down this lane
This endless insurgence of thoughts
Marching their way through the abyss
Thinker thinking
Prover Proving
Never behooving
This diabolic expression is not soothing
Just made it all worse
This incessant curse
