Eternal Savasana

Am I dead or just finally free…
Am I dead or just finally free…
Am I dead or just finally free…
Am I dead or just finally free…
I’m trying to transcend all the physical
Limitations associated with old age
I should practice abandoning rituals
They may be habit forming but Im okay
I drove away with a little buzz
I made it home without a ding without a cut
As far as I know I went up I guess Im not in a rut
I was switching lanes embracing blind spots
Hands off and blind folded doing 90 like why not
Separation of mediation and state of mind
Evacuating statements I can’t stand behind
Im confiding in solitude cuz silence always follows through
When Im in a F-T-W kinda mood
My consciousness will out live my limbs
So Im trying to feel alive in my skin
I’m more flawed than Im enlightened
Looking for lightning in a bottle
On a Tuesday then ya wake up where’s your life been?
Am I dead or just finally free…
Am I dead or just finally free…
Am I dead or just finally free…
Am I dead or just finally free…
Dead in America
Alive in Mexico
Dead in America
Alive in Mexico
Dead in America
Alive in Mexico
Fake your own death
Fake your own death
Fake your own death
And make it up as you go