am i the blur?
or the blurred.
my mind rolls like a washing machine.
Should i be ashamed of myself?
It's hard to say.
Maybe i will be the next Stoney Tony.
Gotta watch out for that.

Keep it together,
You're falling apart.
Your face is a window,
into your heart.

Turn up the smoke

where are you goin'?
you don't even know
you feel like a liar
and it's starting to show.