I think about it, you know life and what it really means I drink about it, I think I'm busting at the seams Don't over think it, I think somebody told me that before Yeah whatever, That's my attitude, what can I say Evidently I was raised to be this way But incidentally there's days I really want to change If heaven sent me then why do I feel this crazy Got a man down. Mayday, mayday Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Down to my last roach here I am again Caught between tomorrow and yesterday Telling myself it'll be okay Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Will I ever change guess it all depends Feels like nothing ever went my way Telling myself it'll be okay Brokenhearted, I've been listening to my head scream Got it? Spark it. You hear that or is it just me What's the matter are you feeling just like me Has anybody seen my mind I can't find it Life is flying, somebody rewind it We're all dying and just running around blinded I think we've gotten a little too open minded Got a man down. Mayday, mayday Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Down to my last roach here I am again Caught between tomorrow and yesterday Telling myself it'll be okay Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Will I ever change guess it all depends Feels like nothing ever went my way Telling myself it'll be okay Broke and lonely, choking on 'dro Can I borrow another tomorrow dear lord I'm scoping, hoping some door can open And my folks don't even know me no more My kids are growing and my age is showing And are the seeds I'm sowing gonna sprout I'm not sure The doubt and the lure is a couch of velour With a mirror and a blade and a pile of some pure Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Down to my last roach here I am again Caught between tomorrow and yesterday Telling myself it'll be okay Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Will I ever change guess it all depends Feels like nothing ever went my way Telling myself it'll be okay Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Down to my last roach here I am again Caught between tomorrow and yesterday Telling myself it'll be okay Bottles and cans, seeds and stems Will I ever change guess it all depends Feels like nothing ever went my way Telling myself it'll be okay Bottles and cans