The Sing Along

I've been sick for days
I'm saying things in my head
Not saying I'm crazy
But I might need some rest
I might need a hit or a line or some shit
To get me off my ass
Maybe you on this dick

Someone pass me the bong
So I'll talk better in the song
Just light it up bright
Puffing Passing, sing along
Hit it once hit it twice
Hit it three times
That's wrong
I guess I'll settle for some tabs
If you'd care to trip along

The colors, The painting
The bended blending of blight
The black holed yellow and it's mixed with the white
The green drips down over hues of everything
This pictures got depth but I'm tripping this thing
The blue's seeping in you can taste it on your tongue
As your drown in the colors but the tripping's not done
Will you wake up? Is this a dream?
Or is this the nightmare that you love
Man, That's weak

Someone pass me the bong
So my memories aren't wrong
Just light it up bright
Puffing Passing, sing along
Hit it once hit it twice
Fucking shit I dropped the pipe
Fuck everything
Fuck the song
I guess for now I"m done