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Cotton Mouth
by RUMHAM!
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Well right then she said
Drop dead and go to Hell
'Cause i don't care about anybody
That isn't myself
And that's why i replied
I'm just a product of the time
That i spent trying to find
Some life inside this shell
I've gotten used to the thoughts
Though i just want them to stop
I get a little more lost
With every capsule i pop
My mom, she was shocked
Way back then when I'd get caught
I was smoke, smoking pot
All i did was smoke pot, she thought
Well right then he asked
What the fuck is my problem
Is it too much to handle
Cant you man up and solve them
Oh but I've attempted often
And they show no signs of stopping
I've got nowhere else to turn
When i have got no other options
I've tried, oh god I've tried
Only to find that i can't hide
Behind that high and
All my apathy I've got and
I've gotten used to the fact
That i am all that i lack
If i don't clean up my act
Then i am not gonna last
I'm done, i am cashed
I am down for the count
I keep looking and looking
I look but can't find a way out
I really don't know what my problem is
I really don't know what to say
I really don't know what my problem is
I really don't know, I really don't know
But sometimes she says drop dead and go to hell
Like i don't care about anybody that isn't myself
She's right all too often and i show no signs of stopping
I've got nowhere else to turn when i have got no other option
Its done now, its cashed
But I'm pinching more out
Lucky i bought a bottle
To combat the cotton mouth
Back when i was young
I figured that when i grew up
I would just do what i want
All I'd do is smoke pot, i thought
Well right then she said
Drop dead and go to Hell
'Cause i don't care about anybody
That isn't myself
And that's why i replied
I'm just a product of the time
That i spent trying to find
Some life inside this shell
I've gotten used to the thoughts
Though i just want them to stop
I get a little more lost
With every capsule i pop
My mom, she was shocked
Way back then when I'd get caught
I was smoke, smoking pot
All i did was smoke pot, she thought
Well right then he asked
What the fuck is my problem
Is it too much to handle
Cant you man up and solve them
Oh but I've attempted often
And they show no signs of stopping
I've got nowhere else to turn
When i have got no other options
I've tried, oh god I've tried
Only to find that i can't hide
Behind that high and
All my apathy I've got and
I've gotten used to the fact
That i am all that i lack
If i don't clean up my act
Then i am not gonna last
I'm done, i am cashed
I am down for the count
I keep looking and looking
I look but can't find a way out
I really don't know what my problem is
I really don't know what to say
I really don't know what my problem is
I really don't know, I really don't know
But sometimes she says drop dead and go to hell
Like i don't care about anybody that isn't myself
She's right all too often and i show no signs of stopping
I've got nowhere else to turn when i have got no other option
Its done now, its cashed
But I'm pinching more out
Lucky i bought a bottle
To combat the cotton mouth
Back when i was young
I figured that when i grew up
I would just do what i want
All I'd do is smoke pot, i thought
