Irony

He's high on dope and he's outta control

He's on his way out this world and that's forsho

He's been dreaming about playing 1-2 3 couple of shows

And he thinks about it everywhere he goes

When he wakes up in the morning it's on his mind all the time

He lays down his path to succes but his mind is filled with hatred his anxitey keeps him From doing anything oh the irony

Yah

I got these demons inside of me they strip away everything I try to be

I can't tell the truth because everyone lies to me

Every single moment is fight or flight so I'm be smoking this herb to easy off my mind

I only feel right when I'm taking flight