Sitting in the corner drawing circles on the floor
I was stranded
Looking out on the road that passes on by
Staring at the ceiling just to find a sense of meaning
It's candid
And I feel like I don't want to
Wanna feel the way I do
But I'm blowing smoke and I'm too stoned to choose
Scream into the void until I lose my f*cking voice
It's so tragic
Dance along with the strangers in my bedroom
Wake up outta bed in time to do it all again
I can't stand it
Looking out on the road that passes
Out on the Road to Shalala