Maneuver through the ghosts, I keep on saying sorry
I'm living what I wrote, my songs, they are me
I'd like to give a toast to all my dearest friends
I hope this ain't the end, but if it is
Remember me in weed smoke
You could use my album for the rolling tray
Just remember what dreams spoke
Shit, all my memories are turning gray
I'm going downhill fast, friends passed
This won't last, that's what they telling me
All I write is death notes and elegies
I'm living off of cigarettes and melodies
Coffee stains and acid rain, those are my home remedies
Some of the time I can't stand the pain
But it's better than what we tend to see
I'm better than what I pretend to be
Don't ever move too fast, keep an eye out
You said that you don't care, but you should try now
Snakes are in the grass, don't ever lie down
I hope that we are seeing eye to eye now
I maneuver through the ghosts, I keep on saying sorry
I'm living what I wrote, my songs, they are me