Daze

It’s time to set myself into a daze
Fall back into habits i can’t break
Cadence of pressures monotone
But the grip lets go
When your blood’s hydrocodone
My bloods fucked up
My guts, fucked up
And my head’s fucked up
But god, i gotta be fucked up
Something’s telling me to blank again
That pains intense
Filling voids up with voids again
Keeps the paranoid at bay, i guess
I’m letting time and money go to waste again
I wish i haven’t been
But here i am again
So pull me in
I’m gonna set myself into a daze again
Fall back into habits i can’t break
Now what then?
I keep getting caught in fires i stoked
But the burns go cold
When your blood’s hydrocodone
My bloods fucked up
My guts, fucked up
And my head’s fucked up
But god, i gotta be fucked up
But the words come home
When you’re blood’s hydrocodone
My bloods fucked up
My guts, fucked up
And my head’s fucked up
But god, i gotta be fucked up