god damn it's Adikkal
man I don't know why
I keep getting high at night
it's like just cos it's there
or some shit
Whats up White Rain
bleary eyed
stoned out of my mind
for the 14th time in as many nights
when it's there I find it
really hard to say no
rollin up a spliff searching
for the stoner payload
and in the morning I force
my eyes open and find more
chocolate wrappers
on the floor
I feel like a whore
but I can't help it
I get a craving that I can't ignore
so I stumble out of bed
with my eyes closed
shuffling along and
then I stub my toe
motherfucker
i'm running late
and all my clothes are still
in the wash great
I'm thinking
I'll call in sick today
I mean imy throats
a little bit sore anyway
plus it's wet and grey
and pissing down rain
where's that joint again
I float blowing in the wind
smoke blowing my face
I'm blowing off the day
once again
I float blowing in the wind
smoke blowing my face
I'm blowing off the day
once again
but for now it's junk food and TV
i'm goin off the grid if you need me
then too bad
I'm too glad to move back
to the couch groove that
I've carefully made and
prepared for the day
and I'm wary of change
to my chilling arrangement
cos this day is made for blazin
and blatant time wasting
playing playstation
eating and sleeping
and deep relaxation
is creeping inside
of my soul and I'm still enjoying
my time doing nothing is fine
provided it's not all the time
and so with that in my mind
I'm taken a break from
the hustle and grind
just to unwind and sip on a wine
and spark up a J is that such a crime
I float blowing in the wind
smoke blowing my face
I'm blowing off the day
once again
I float blowing in the wind
smoke blowing my face
I'm blowing off the day
once again
work is a drag
so I'm glad that I'm heading home
gotta get in the zone
to work on my tone on the microphone
so I can sit in my throne
knowing I've done what I need to do
but instead i'm thinking of the weed
I knew it was a bad idea
to have it at home
habit has shown
that temptation alone
can fuck up my plans
yeh it stands that I'm only a man
but ill focus on my jams
and hope that I can
stop chillin and smokin
and waking up hazy
and clumsily gropin
for words that I know
and the morning has
got me committing to quitting
when the night comes around
there I am sitting ready in position
go again
where's that joint again