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by zrock Author IconMail Icon
Rated: GC · Lyrics · Emotional · #229607
11/20/99 - Back in my dark, drug-inspired days....
I try to do right, but wrong is so much easier. But it's just fucked up that way when you look for help and none's around....

I feel locked up in a cage....lookin for the key
I wanna see me, but my brain tells me not to be me
All these emotions runnin....someone gimme some weed
It's sad when what you need is a blunt to set you free
But if that's what it takes, fuck it....I'm sick of the pain
I'm either gonna get fucked up or I'm gonna blow out my brain
I can't remember the last time I was completely sure that I'm sane
But you think I'm the motherfucker you can point at and blame
Pills, pot, beer....I really don't give a fuck
As long as in ten minutes I'm gonna be fucked up
Ain't my fault I was put here....a life without a cause
But I just keep telling myself that....fuck it....I'm lost

(I'm a little fucked up)
Day to day any hope for hope slippin away
(I'm a little fucked up)
Too scared to look ahead....come whatever may
(I'm a little fucked up)
Carpe diem today or until it stops hurtin
(A little TOO fucked up)
A junkie with a conscious....it's not quite workin

I just hit the floor while someone's kickin in my ribs
And what do I do?....thank God I ain't got no kids
Cause I done reached the top and I'm about to blow my lid
Be glad I'm a peaceful-loving person....a little more than candid
Yet you know me: the first one to get a bag
Fuck, I can't remember everything I've already had
One step from doin somethin bad and one more failure from becoming mad
And it's all I can do to ignore you telling me this is sad
But since you won't shut the fuck up, here goes another bar
Blowin smoke in your face....you're one step from goin too far
If I had a gun right now the barrel would be pointed at my head
Cause of you stupid motherfuckers I'm wishin I was dead

(I'm a little fucked up)
Day to day any hope for hope slippin away
(I'm a little fucked up)
Too scared to look ahead....come whatever may
(I'm a little fucked up)
Carpe diem today or until it stops hurtin
(A little TOO fucked up)
A junkie with a conscious....it's not quite workin

My head feels like lead; all my eyes see is red
I'de be more happy if I saw some more motherfucking blood shed
Cause all I do all day is lay here in bed
Smokin junt after junt....what the fuck ever happened to my head?
But bud only gets you so high, so here goes another beer
And you know I ain't stoppin till my motherfuckin vision ain't clear
Gimme another bar, another beer, another blunt
Shit, I don't even know the meaning of too much
Unless I'm in the hospital, gettin my stomach pumped
Or in 201 and don't remember cause I'm too fucked up
But I'm still conscious, so something must be wrong
Where'd that blunt go? find my motherfucking bong!

(I'm a little fucked up)
Day to day any hope for hope slippin away
(I'm a little fucked up)
Too scared to look ahead....come whatever may
(I'm a little fucked up)
Carpe diem today or until it stops hurtin
(A little TOO fucked up)
A junkie with a conscious....it's not quite workin

Damn I'm fucked up....
(cough cough)
Shit......someone crack a blunt
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