Stumble
from tba.
Waking up on Sunday morning
It is time to clear my mind
What’s going on here
It’s time to take another line
A little black man on my shoulder
Starts a riot in my head
The walls come closer
I stumble backwards to my bed
The walls come closer
I stumble backwards to my bed
I lie on bed with arms wide open
An angel prays by my bed
I’m screaming loud, my mind is broken
By all these creatures in my head
What’s going on here
It’s time to take another line
What’s going on here
I stumble backwards through the time
What’s going on here
It’s time to take another line
What’s going on here
Let me waste my entire life
What’s going on here
It’s time to take another line