Lyrics
It smells like drugs and
Bad decisions in this room
Don't know when I'll be home soon
I'm on the corner of division and fifth
I had to grab some air real quick
Some may call it a problem
I call it career
There's just no way that we can solve them
So we'll just steer clear
It smells like drugs and
Bad decisions in this room
Waiting for myself to bloom
I'm not a loner more a stoner
My friend
I think I will be till the end
Some may call it a problem
I call it career
There's just no way that we can solve them
So we'll just steer clear
Some may say that we mauled them
All of our insides
So until we evolve son
We'll just run and hide