Staring at the ceiling 'Til the day I die Never thinking twice about what I say Take a chance to occupy My silly young mind again So every now and then I can trip and fall Over and over again It seems to me that I'll never be One to be believed in Reality sitting, picking Shuffle like a magician Chew it up, spit it out Head to a curb and kick it Rip it like a ticket before you admit it Wait, take a minute go back and revisit Strap it, pack it, locked in a straight jacket Blast myself off the fucking planet Blink your eyes once and it'll vanish Open your mind if you still have it