Trip

Sitting around with nothing to do
Nowhere to go, no reason to care
I'm so fucking bored here
I wish those bugs would get out of my hair

All the colors swirling around my head
I want to dive in and go for a swim
It's ao warm and inviting here
All the bright lights have gone so dim

Tring to remember when I started this trip
It seems like such a long time ago
Some day I need to stop this shit
But right now, I just want to get low

Everything has stopped - no more colors
No more warmth - here comes the pain
All alone on my mountain top
All I can do is scream in vain

Oh please just let me get through this time
I will never again venture down this road
Her touch cools my fever
Her words ease my heavy load

Trying to remember when I started this trip
It seems like such a long time ago
Oh how I want to stop this shit
But right now, I just need to get low

I don't want to be your prisoner
Won't you let me go - what will you gain
I never knew it would be this hard to stop
You've become an entity that thrives on my pain

You want my soul for keeps
You're trying to rob me of my desire
Little by little you steal my life force
And throw the empty shell in to the fire

I can't remember when I started this trip
i'm about to run out of time, I know
Oh how I have to stop this shit
But right now, I just need to get low

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