Life is so f*cking boring, I'm mad
Throw my phone into the river, big splash
Your heart is made of glass
Smoking blunts by the creek, I roll my blunt by the river
Into dust and some seeds I lay myself into the river
It is not a good day I roll my blunt a little bigger
Smoking blunts by the creek, I roll my blunt by the river
Into dust and some seeds I lay myself into the river
It is not a good day I roll my blunt a little bigger
And I can't say that I thought it would be any different
And I can't say that I'm happy with all the distance
Sifting through pictures that you left me
It's not what you said but how you said it that had me guessing
Too much faded memories my head is getting messy
Doesn't even matter I'm smoking on plenty, I'm smoking on plenty
Smoking blunts by the creek, I roll my blunts by the river
Into dust and some seeds I lay myself into the river
It is not a good day I roll my blunt a little bigger
Smoking blunts by the creek, I roll my blunts by the river
Into dust and some seeds I lay myself into the river
It is not a good day I roll my blunt a little bigger
Smoking blunts by the creek, I roll my blunts by the river
Into dust and some seeds I lay myself into the river
It is not a good day I roll my blunt a little bigger
Life is so f*cking boring, I'm mad
Throw my phone into the river with a big splash
Your heart is made of glass, every shatter feels like the past