I’m guilt-ridden over wanting what I don’t have
n’ not being appreciative of what I’ve got
scenery is all based on perspective
don’t need a view when you’ve got sweet tunes to relax the mind
cavity craving anything with a good beat

and lyrics that mean something

spend hours flowing from genre to genre

exploring the sounds of new and old
these tunes 
pound through my headphones

feeling the beat through my veins

as though my heart beats 
to every drum solo 

I hum when I'm happy

from sappy love songs 
to classic rock
 
Im no good with small talk

lets get high and talk about life 
to death,
and everything i n
 b e t w e e n

put on some jams, 
smoke a couple grams, 
and just be 
happy