Black Flowers - human people

Am I lying to myself and maybe everyone else

All these questions that I ask are probably bad for my health

If I looked inside what would I even find myself

Well, I’d have to ask myself is it anyone else but me?

Falling through history

Dragging me from the

Nobody else but me

What’s the point of living when you’re always alone

And all this tossing and I’m turning when I’m never at home

Tell me what’s the point of living when you only get stoned

I get stoned, I get stoned with nobody else but me

Where will you be

When you’re already done with me

Down to believe

I can’t feel my arms and legs and I want to believe

I want to believe

I want to believe in what’s happening

I ruin everything

That is in my way

So don’t be in my way

I ruin everything

That is in my way

So don’t be in my way