The Pot Song Testo

One too many hollow nightsI've sat at home alone
One too many broken hopes
When I thought my life had grown.
One too many empty spaces
where my face should be
one too many broken promises
and stupid shattered dreams
I know i should say no
give a wave and walk away
but shit isnt easy anymore
were smoking out everyday
I wish that i could stop
bite my lip and shake my head,
leave this stupid shit behind
before i wake up dead.
no more no more too many have said ive changed
I'm sick of waking up scared,
voulnerable, rearranged
so right when my skins about to rip
yeah its beginning to peal apart
i go on another bad trip
and my life takes another bad start.
I wish that I could stop,
bite my lip and shake my head
leave this stupid shit behind
before i wake up dead
its ripping its gone
its ripping its gone
its ripping im done.