Wake up, smell the pot and coffee
Flowers in the garden are arguing
Scarecrow waved, the road got paved
And a blind man ran into the bar again
Faucet drips, don’t go in the closet
Cobwebs covering a skeleton
A dead street where the meets end
Skin tone same as the vest on the veteran
Better than he ever been
Sucking out the venom of an enemy
Tryna fill the shoes of a centipede
Move with the groove of the woodgrain, good game
Never been something I pretend to be
See you in a century, everything is meant to be eventually
Don’t tamper with the engine of a gentleman or temperamental energy
Tell me if you ever come across a better remedy medically
Yo

Side effects heavy in the fine print
Side effects heavy in the fine print
Side effects heavy in the fine print
Go and put your money where your mind is
(2x)

Mine is a mile away,
Like, you couldn’t tell a pig from a pile of hay
Prescribed with a smile a day
Scribe with a file, style on a fray
Trial on a dial, a violet in May
Sliding on the tile of an isle number eight
Ill innovate like a child in a play pen,
Hey then, been a while, why am I awake?
Whats it mean to be alive?
And whats it mean to me to be alive?
I don’t know, I need a life
Peter with a Pipe, like a reader in a book
Took a tiger paw sliver with a tweezer and his might
Why do we sleep?
You can leave a message at the beep,
Set me up a sentence and arrest me in the street
Open sesame, specially elite
I can feel the tension in my feet
To the bird with the word on a telephone wire
‘Set the methadone clinic on fire!’
Monkeys in a bed like a junky in a jumpsuit
Pump, shoot, fake him out
Dead him like running a red light
What? Was it something I said, like
A buck in the headlights
Or rugged as a bum in a lead pipe
I got nobody left, right?

I hate people but I love ‘em a lot
I’m uncomfortable when company knocks
I hope somebody stops
When I’m alone I hope nobody watches
(2x)

Launch into space
Conjure the ‘aren’t you an ace?’
In a card house guard of the tower and the planes
Half hour to the moon, have power in the faith
Devouring the food, put the coward in the cage
And put the sage in the vase
Intercept codes on the interface
Winter cold, little late, minute-made
Waiting on a payday, hey
Gotta get dinner on the plate
‘Finna get a raise, get a bit big around the waist
Ahh, what a fucking waste
I just wanna get ahold of gravity
Like, ‘what if I could weight?
What if I could dream when I’m awake’
I’m a leaf in the wind with a breeze and a rake
Do a figure-eight to infinity, I figure it’ll be a little late
C’mon to-d-d-d-day

I hate people but I love ‘em a lot
I’m uncomfortable when company knocks
I hope somebody stops
When I’m alone I hope nobody watches
(2x)

Side effects heavy in the fine print
Side effects heavy in the fine print
Side effects heavy in the fine print
Go and put your money where your mind is
(2x)