Music makes me happy once again
Not the powder in my nose
The spikes stuck in the road
Growing from the spaces in my head
I'm the grass beneath the trees
I'm the depths that lie between
And I can finally breathe the air
The smell of life's pollution everywhere
And you can't help but perceive
The expression on my face when I am me
I can't tame the beast that lives inside
Or the voices in my head
This existential dread
Bet I could fit two truths inside a lie
But it's death before dishonor
So maybe I'm a goner
So I'll just go and crush another drink
And throw another evening down the sink
'Cause you can't pick me up this time
I can be the judge when I'm alive