My favorite medicine is whiskey and weed And I free associate at sonic speed 'Cause boredom and apathy get so sublime Visions of tragedy and cold dollar signs
Everyone knows it's just a matter of time
My education was my own self deprecation and it's Waiting in shadows in the back of my mind Whispering melodies and tainting the world I see it Visions of tragedy and esses and lines
Everyone knows it's just a matter of time
Everyone wants to have a little of mine
For boredom to blasphemy I'm Acting so maniacally, but It supports the fallacy that There's something to find Know it's bad for my health, but It's filling this meaninglessness
So maybe a pleasure trip to foreign seas Would make the days easier you spend with me Or fancy casino trips that rob you blin We're counting in poker chips and bottles of wine
Everyone knows it's just a matter of time
Everyone wants to have a little of mine