I EAT ON SHROOMS

Why do I have to feel this way? I hate to feel this much

Why do I have to see these things? I hate to see too much

When you know what's going on and you can't stop to hide the truth

All these voices keep on telling me things that I should do

I love to eat shrooms. The universe opens up inside my room

I see the truth, so now what am I to do

Why am I gonna listen to what you're telling me

So what you're telling me? Is Everything you do is too better to me?

So, why is nothing helping me?

Oh, my friend died last week. I'll forever miss him

My nephew before that, damn, I feel like shit