Yesterday I couldn't keep my head up
Stayed in my bedroom, kept the bedroom door shut
Disgrace, disgrace it was written on my face
But I couldn't leave my room-cocoon, I didn't know my place
I lost control...over-indulged, no-one could tell me nothing
Wandering off on my own absorbed in only one thing
To see how much I could ingest, to set me on a path
No reasoning, no logic, no thought of aftermath

Rack another, pop another...feels good doesn't it?
Smoke it up, drink it down, just get another hit
Soaking in the bliss, provided by this
On my way to the higher plane of where to exist

Chasing that feeling...i'm quite ok with dealing
With an altered state of mind...with me that's just fine
A nice kind of reality, i'm here, but what else could it be?
A temporary vacation from this life is my vocation
But this ride that is my life, up, down, up, down
It never really stops, my feet they never touch the ground
But it does slow down at times, when I want it to speed up
When the path I tread is fucked, I wander off, myself beat up

Rack another, pop another...feels good doesn't it?
Smoke it up, drink it down, just get another hit
Soaking in the bliss, provided by this
On my way to the higher plane of where to exist

But sleeping's not a hobby, i've gotta wake up fast
I can't allow the present here to dominate my past
I pour out my mind, but...can I catch it?
These marks are my memories the deepest of scratches
Cos i'm too-analytical… too - highly - critical
But learning from life should be something so spiritual
But this ride that is my life, up, down, up, down
It never really stops, my feet they never touch the ground

Rack another, pop another...feels good doesn't it?
Smoke it up, drink it down, just get another hit
Soaking in the bliss, provided by this
On my way to the higher plane of where to exist

Linton Cummins © 2008

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