Smoke Rings and Ghosts

(Uh, yeah)

(Pass

the lighter, man, the room is getting cold) (I’m drowning in these

heavy

thoughts, stories left untold)

(Juice, yeah, 999 till the world blows) (Let the melody play,

let the strings

bleed) (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Rolling up my problems in a backwood,

hope it fades away Smoking on this purple gas just to get

through the day They tell me that it’s bad for me,

but they don't know the pain I’m trapped inside this foreign car,

racing in the rain Every time I take a puff,

I’m flying to the stars Trying to erase the memories and hide

away the scars High inside the penthouse,

looking at the view But the smoke inside my lungs is the

only thing that's true Yeah,

it numbs the heartbreak,

puts my mind at ease Floating in the static,

floating through the breeze Got a crush on a

demon, she just want a hit We both high as hell,

running from the pit

Looking in the mirror,

wondering what's left Losing my direction in these long,

dark nights The pressure keeps on building under all the bright lights

I look at my hands,

feeling the weight of the crown When you're high up in the

sky, it's a long way down I'm a rockstar,

baby, but I’m breaking from the stress Got a closet full of

designer, but my mind is a mess Yeah,

my mind is a mess,

so I roll another bag Flying

through the

matrix, matching with the jet lag.

Now I’m blowing smoke rings,

trying to forget your face

Losing my religion, trapped inside this outer space

Roll another blunt, light it up,

let me coast Yeah,

I’m getting high just to fight away your ghost Smoke in my

lungs, tears on my chain Marijuana medicine to wash away the pain

Yeah, wash away the pain,

let it all drain.

In the studio at 4 AM,

the room is getting hazy Conversations with myself,

they say that I am crazy Potent in the grinder,

got me stuck inside the couch Paranoia knocking,

but I cannot let it out Staring at the ceiling,

now I’m mixing it with green Living in a nightmare that looks

like a movie screen Every hit I take feels like a temporary

fix Mix the trauma with the vapor,

now I’m falling in the mix Yeah,

she love the way I roll it,

love the way I live But I’m running out of feelings and

I got no love to give Just a boy with a lighter,

burning up his youth When the high goes away,

I’m stuck here with the truth The truth hurts worse than a

blow to the chest So I try to light another blunt to

put it to the test Can my heart stand the weight of

the world on my back?

I’m a train off the rails,

running out of track Got a pocket full of hundreds and a

mind full of dread Every bad memory keeps on playing in my

head

So I stare into the dark,

watching pages turn

Guess I’ll never learn,

it’s a point of no return Exhaling the demons,

inhaling the relief

But the peace only lasts a second,

it's so brief.

Now I’m blowing smoke rings,

trying to forget your face

Losing my religion, trapped inside this outer space

Roll another blunt, light it up,

let me coast Yeah,

I’m getting high just to fight away your ghost Smoke in my

lungs, tears on my chain Marijuana medicine to wash away the pain

Yeah, wash away the pain,

let it all drain.

And I’m floating, floating,

floating away...

They tell me to slow down,

but what can I say?

When the clouds in the sky look exactly like my mind I’m

just searching for a peace that I can't seem to find Is

there anybody out there who can feel what I feel?

When you're too tired to function,

but too low to be real Yeah,

too low to be real,

it's a hell of a deal Just pass the lighter,

let the universe heal.

Wash

it all away... Just let the music play one more time.

Let the smoke fill the room

until I can’t see the walls.

Until I

can't hear the

world

when it rings or it calls.

Searching for the peace until the day that I drop.

Hoping that the cycle and the pain gonna stop.

Yeah, hope

it's gonna

stop... 999 forever... (hummmmmm) (ahhhhh) (coughing)