I can tell, this day will be a long one
starting out, i smoke myself a strong one
I don't know if i will make it in the long run
so many roads, i always choose the wrong one

later on, i'll have to pop a klonopin
when feelings go off, then come on again
i don't know if i can make it on a bend
so many people, but i can't call on a friend

soon, i'm going to need a tall one
then i can get my staring at the wall done
people tell me that this world can be all fun
there's good times, but I can't recall none