No, I don't go to parties
I'm California sober and I'm lame
I'm too sad for that setting
I'm boring and I wouldn't change a thing
My
speech is slurring lately I know it's a slippery slope
I thought it would cure me
I thought it would maybe help me cope
But nope,
I'm addicted to feeling numb I choke up
when I think of the things I could've done
Done instead
Oh
I stop,
I need so much I may throw my brain away just to get so happy
One thing again, till I pop another the next day
And let the thoughts all fade away My memory
is leaving me
I'm late to nothing at this rate
Not a social smoker
I'm a special person first of all
Not a happy stoner
I lay there like a five foot tall rag
Duh-uh-uh-uh
Duh-uh-uh-uh
Duh-uh-uh-uh
I know that I'll regret it
A zombie rising from a dirty bed And yet I ignore my declining health
My
memory is leaving me
I'm a special person first of all Not
a happy stoner
I'm a special person first of all Not a happy stoner
Now it's purgatory With nobody to blame this time except for me
But I crave that rest and don't believe so much I made them
migraine away just to get so high on me Not there again till I pop
another dot next day And let the thoughts all fade away My memory
is leaving me Late to nothing at this
rate Late to nothing at this rate