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[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