[Verse 1]

Narrative

I am hazy in the morning

Splash Mountain my esophagus two warm cups of coffee

"Don’t open blinds yet!"

All the blind kids said it’s easier to navigate the sea of blankets when the sun’s fully risen

Welcome to my settlement

This is where the record spins

And the drugs never cease cycle till we’re settled under our caskets

We live a meager lifestyle and settle our darkness often

With a warm fire in our hearts when we also hold our passions

[Hook]

All my friends said that I was a mess and

All the elders say I haven’t earned my wings yet

I say "Fuck it, I’m doing my best!”

I don’t even bear a cross, but if I make it god bless

[Bridge]

Cold shackle my feet to the workbench

(Please!)

I’m begging you, sir, I really can’t lose this job

Money green money green is all you’ll ever see

Whether you never have enough or you're never in need

I’m a nearly 20-something

Still living at home

Mental too complex to function

Weaning myself to the “all alone”

But when I’m not working or conversing

I’d rather smoke and stop my fears from rattling my bones

[Verse 2]

Narrative

I am lazy in the evening

With a orange-purple sunset and a pocket full of earnings

Sluggish-style eye sight

Concentration failing

Drowning in the heaviness of humanity and loss

You don’t judge a fish by its ability to fly

You either praise it on your mantle piece

Or serve it with a drink and fries

Bring about your common sense they need to learn a lesson

We’re all nearly 20-something

With a gut of ambition and a pocket full of nothing

[Hook]

Lincoln log aims his wooden castle to the sun

The Babyl rabble say they use these stones to build to god

But when your logs are full of water and all your stones have turned dust

You still won’t be alone, so it’s best to thank everyone