Just another day
Would you notice if I fade away
Turn to black
Not turn back
Sit by myself and smoke a sack
Wonder what you'd do
If you had my shoes
Could you deal with all my demons chasing you
I bet not
Money sucks
Smoking drugs
Can't seem to get
Outta this rut
Feeling like
Everyday's the end
I don't give a f*ck
Sick and tired
Crown of barbed wire
Sitting at my throne
Made of bones
Up here alone
With the peasants I belong