Up for Days
I'm sure that I keep losing time
to all these nickles, quarters and dimes
despite my always looking behind
to see if they're still watching.
They don't know that I'm aware,
even if I stop and stare,
and call to them, but do I dare?
Or leave them in my periphery?
All my friends think I'm deranged.
They think I have gone insane.
Just because of the inky stains
beneath the eyes that never sleep.
They don't know I'm all charged up.
I just had a couple puffs.
Just last week I got hooked up.
Or was it a month ago?
It doesn't matter cause I am high,
and the shadow monsters cannot fly
all they do is run and hide
as soon as I confront them.
to all these nickles, quarters and dimes
despite my always looking behind
to see if they're still watching.
They don't know that I'm aware,
even if I stop and stare,
and call to them, but do I dare?
Or leave them in my periphery?
All my friends think I'm deranged.
They think I have gone insane.
Just because of the inky stains
beneath the eyes that never sleep.
They don't know I'm all charged up.
I just had a couple puffs.
Just last week I got hooked up.
Or was it a month ago?
It doesn't matter cause I am high,
and the shadow monsters cannot fly
all they do is run and hide
as soon as I confront them.
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