The Fix is In - Free Throw

Spitting fountains in the parking lot

And everyone’s ashamed of the person that I have become

And I’m the one to blame

I let it get to this point

Breathe in the air

A certain moment of clarity can show you what’s there

Even through all the haze

But pushing back a fog with a fan only works for short-lived moments

It’s time to drive right through the storm, let the sun provide atonement

But it’s hard to press the gas when your leg shakes involuntarily

Thoughts prove a distraction and you drive without sincerity

Wait, let me get this shit clear

I think it takes self-realization to understand that there are certain things

that can never be abated

By memory loss, unabashed disinclination

I think it finally makes sense

It’s a grand interpretation of a problem with myself

I need help, add a notch onto the belt of life

Another night and a little bit of light to help me brighten up the future

In hindsight, how the fuck did I not think of any of this at all before?

A lack of dopamine is no reason to be alone

Finally, my head feels like it’s become a home

Well, at least just a little bit

Fuck