I need to keep my head on straight,
I often feel it's just dead weight.
My skull's not filled with blood,
It's filled with shit and second-hand smoke.
Time has stopped waiting on me,
We waste it constantly.
My apathy throws the hardest hit,
But I leaned right into it.
So much for innocence:
I saw it fleeing in the distance.
My city's busy building clouds,
I'm trying hard to knock them down,
From their lofty heights,
I love my cat to countless cloudy nights.
Are you kitten me?
I miss you terribly even though you're probably just a yard away.
And you don't need me to watch those deep sea documentaries.
Just stay perched on the balcony.
Time has stopped waiting on me.
We waste it constantly.