Archy Marshall When And Why
She gave me feeling, but some say I've died
Handling in my love, cause I'm tired of resign
The drugs don't work, I've tried a thousand times
To the ceiling of me, always seemed to collide
This week, nothing bleak, he stayed inside
Watched the creeps hit him when the woodwork squeaks
To his lazy eye
Some days are fine
As the spring retires, he seems to unwind
Stress islands, let's just leave it behind
I'm high
Watch the news as he brews another cup of chai
There's no god at least, one that meets his eye
Holding his hands to the sky
To the empty bags of my mind
To the empty baggage of my mind
A world in a vacuum of meaningless shit
Be consumed on one side
I sifted I have some issues
I need to deal with
She threw in some waters drained the nisive
Stained sheets of my brain, give me no peace
To work, to work it out
He had some trouble believing life was filled with this much doubt
Smoke whispered in sound
Watch the news as he brews another cup of chai
There's no god at least, one that meets his eye
Holding his hands to the sky
To the empty bags of my mind
