No Reason
(ooh-ooh-ooh) Midnight turning over on the digital clock
No calls coming, and the front door's locked
Grinding up the leaves,
sweet pine in the air
Paper in my fingers,
not a single care (mhmm)
Slow burn, sweet smoke in the room
Floating through the shadows,
watching flowers bloom
Just because I want to,
just because I can
No big reason, no elaborate plan (hahaha)
Ash falls light on the ceramic tray
Watching all the little worries drift away
Taste of herbal sweetness on my bottom lip
Taking my time with a tiny little sip
(yeah) Slow burn, sweet smoke in the room
Floating through the shadows,
watching flowers bloom
Just because I want to,
just because I can No big reason,
no elaborate plan
Just because... (mmm, so sweet)
(hazy drift)