The future has got me worried; such awful thoughts
This morning doing extremely lots of drugs.
I know I should be brave
but I'm just too afraid.
Somedays I just feel so small
I feel like nothing at all.
I can hear the thunder outside today
as I sit inside gripping the Narcan spray.
Will today be another day I almost lose a friend?
No, it will just be the beginning of the end.
Once I let go again and let that smoke enter my lungs
I know that's the end, I'm completely done.
There are only two things keeping me clean
Three little faces and the fear of a God unseen.
So now I'll crack out the Bible, read the word
pretend like this morning's daydream was never heard.
