Tell me, how am I supposed to know?
Oh baby, when your head is in the snow
Tell me, how am I supposed to know?
Oh baby, when your nose is filled with blow
Tell me
Why the f*ck I still try?
It's clear that you use me at my low just to get high
You're going off the road, this muddy ground is where you stride
You're so in love with snow, man you would think it's Christmas time
I still give you product, didn't learn from my mistakes
My mind is in a storm, it's clouded up with tons of rain
I'm not a console, so with me, stop playing all those games
I'm like a cabinet and you broke all my dinner plates
Damn!
Bitch I no longer feel sane
You took my mind away, f*cked with the settings of my brain
You broke into the cemetery, dug me out my grave
Now I feel some sort of way, like my thoughts a bit displaced
I say I f*cking love her, but she doesn't feel the same
Everything in my life going bad, I contemplate my days
This shit is getting horrid, now my brain is going vain
Can't show this to my mother, she might think I've gone insane
Tell me, how am I supposed to know?
Oh baby, when your head is in the snow
Tell me, how am I supposed to know?
Oh baby, when your nose is filled with blow
Tell me
How the f*ck I'm posed to quit?
I tried a million times and yet I keep on failing it
I love to feel a high, but when I'm down, can't handle it
Why do I f*cking try? When at the end we'll all be dead
I'm telling god forgive for the sins I once committed
I'm hoping I can go to heaven when life finally ends
Spoken to the devil, dozen times, it feels like we're best friends
Can't get into my head, told him "You can't be my friend!"
Demons haunting me at night, that's something I can't stand
Fools acting like they listen, but don't try to understand
Pretending that they love me, they just love the things I have
But I can't trade it for them, they ain't worth this diamond axe
How can I be sober? When to me that feeling's foreign
How can I enjoy it? When these drugs, I don't enjoy them
How can I see my thoughts in a matter of perception?
How can I view my life in a different retrospective?
Tell me, how am I supposed to know?
Oh baby, when your head is in the snow
Tell me, how am I supposed to know?
Oh baby, when your nose is filled with blow
Tell me!