Dope Down Depression

Man, I'm just feeling tired right now

Just feeling a little closer to god right now

Don't know what I'm doing but I'm dying right now

How to go through it and man I'm crying right now

Don't know what's next and what's up above

My dope a little less and I can't find a love

Just sitting in my bed and I'm binded up

Like my living is just set and can't find a buzz

Man, I really just don't know what I'm tired for

I try and assure myself why I'm crying for

Is there a pure reason why I'm deplored

Like I'm in a jail cell locked by the iron doors

I'm in a dark place with no scenery

Hearts in a place with colorless cedar trees

I got all these notions but what does it mean to me

I guess I know why potions are what men seem to need

 

Uh, I guess I know why I am bleeding

My dope is down and I gotta break even

Though it seems like there's just no reason

Life just keeps going and you cannot be cheating

The depression just circles around for the season

Nighttime stressing is compounded with freezing

a convalescent and the sound of it screaming

Life is a question, no comprehension of meaning

 

Well, that's what it is I guess

Why do I question so much when I imply less?

This shit is messing with me and set in my breast

Taking my body sectionally till it hits the rest

Overdosage on dope makes my head just be lowened

Thinking about a future, where the hell am i going

Selling my soul to the devil, so I was the one chosen

I revel and bask and just wonder about what the fuck i was hoping

 

Not with it

I'm really just not with it

Don't know what I'm doing

Why the hell I'm living?